Chapter Five: Retail Theatre
The routine had calcified over three days. In the accelerated time of Cradle Grove, three days was an era. It was enough for concrete to cure, for rumours to ossify into gospel, and for Riley to believe he had mastered the rules of the grim game they played.
He arrived on Friday morning not with a scratch, but with a brisk rap. He walked in, a man with a purpose, and placed the carton of pineapple juice on the fridge shelf with the efficiency of a deliver