My Dear Hatchet Man Comic Novels & Stories

he hissed. “Well, he was as high as a kite, and obviously not in a healthy state of mind, but I figured you’d want to know what was going on.” He dragged his hands down his face. “What the fuck is he up to?” “Who knows? A dying man attempting to pass on his legacy?” “Maybe,” Hatch said. “But why try and pass it to a guy who’s on his shit list, or you?” “I have no idea, but I have no intention of ever going back to the Burning Saints’ Sanctuary, talking with Cutter, or Jase “Minus” Vincent again.”