We found the door after a concrete labyrinth that would make any man mad. Jimmy opened the door and I put one straight through his skull. The bastard’s brain splattered on the cement wall behind him. The gush of blood and skull debris exploding was sort of an exclamation point. It was over. We all sat down to smoke his tobacco and play with the dog. We burned his body, along with the rest of his Aryan cronies, outside. And that was that.