He’s meaner’n half the bastards we got locked up!
DOG DAYS IN YUMA PEN
Surely there had to be some mistake. There was virtually no resemblance between that tall, slim youth he’d last seen in the dock at the Cochise County Court House that day all those years ago. He found it impossible to believe that the years behind bars could wreak such a change in any man. Yet when he calmed a little and began to consider what he’d been told of the violence, the punishment and the apparent hatred that this man appeared to feed on, maybe it wasn’t quite so difficult to accept.
All uncertainty was swept aside when the prisoner said with a sneer in his voice;
“What rock have you crawled out from under, scumface?”