Kinfolk and the Accomplice

by solaris2001

They sat around the campfire in the woods, the car stowed behind the tall brush along the county highway. The brothers dumped the satchels across the needled carpet and divvied out two equal piles at the dim edge of the firelight as he sat cross-legged near the spitting timber. He stared into the bright heart of the flames and spent his share in his mind. As a rough hand gripped his chin and pulled back, his eyes followed the smoke up through the treetops into the starless sky before the blade broke into his throat and carried off his breath.