Tush Bannon was in the way. It wasn’t anything he knew or anything he had done. He was just there, in the wrong spot at the wrong time, and the fact that he was a nice guy with a nice wife and three nice kids didn’t mean one scream in hell to the jackals who had ganged together to pull him down. And they got him, crushed him to hamburger, and walked away counting their change. But one thing...