"Wouldn't surprise me, but his style was more petty shitkicker theft and property damage. Stealin' cows and scams mostly, plenty of federal crimes but not serious ones." He spoke about Arlo the same way he talked about shit on his shoe - unimportant, barely a footnote. Wasn't even worthy of the title 'father' in general conversation.

"Woman in a trunk huh? That's pretty high profile."

Finally hitting the bottom floor, Raylan paused, one hand coming around to hover behind Malcolm as they came to a stop. "When we get outta here, you need to lay down somewhere and rest. Withdrawl is an ugly business."