"“Why’re you here?” “Thing is,” Tommy said, “strangers keep getting killed out this way.” Flynne looked at him, stuck for what to say. “Why, if you don’t mind my asking, have you been sleeping, if that was sleeping, with some kind of sugarloaf cake on your head? And what, and this is what I’ve really been wanting to ask somebody for the last little while, the actual fuck is going on out here? Out here, in town, over in Clanton, at the statehouse.” “We aren’t builders.” “The basic flow of cash in the county’s changed, Flynne, and I mean overnight. So pardon my jumping to conclusions.”"