The Universe Is a Machine (preview; WIP)
Easygoing. Calm. Brilliant. All those words could be used to describe Dell Conagher, and, most days, all of them would be true. You really couldn’t ask for a better friend, and once you earned that privilege, he’d stick to you like glue, offering a helpful hand and a wide Texas smile any time you needed it. No one could think any ill of the laid-back engineer who spent his free time with a beer in one hand and his guitar in the other, telling stories that took place under wide, beautiful, blue prairie skies.
Because truth be told, no one knew him.
Every man in Teufort had a past. Some had come to flee the former lives that haunted them, and some to face their demons, but there was no escape for Dell. He knew too much. He’d always known too much. And as the heir apparent to his grandfather’s legacy, he’d continue knowing too much until it either killed him or left him insane.