A man gets involved as the "cleanup" man for the murders and accidental kilings of a punk of a mob family. How he got there, he doesn't know. There is a part of this story where the narrator contemplates his situation but overall, it's mostly about the WHAT that has happened as opposed to the WHY and I think that is what makes this story less literary somehow but yet, more effective.
I wish this piece had had more to it. Otherwise, I have no complaints of any kind. A link to the story online is here: