The man they call Shovel is a neutral instrument. He’s buried more than his fair share of men. And built his boss, August Alexander, a criminal empire.
But when August suddenly becomes obsessed with a tiny wooden doll, even Shovel can’t remain neutral for long. Or escape the doll’s spell.
A crime-noir tale with a horror twist.
This short story is also featured in the collection A Long Walk Down a Dark Alley.