In Stephen King’s latest, Mr. Mercedes, Brady is the bad guy. Bad, bad, bad. OK, so it’s probably his schizoid, alcoholic, baby brother-killing, willing-to-jerk-her-son-off mother’s fault, but really. He could have just called a therapist instead of getting behind a little old lady’s Mercedes and mowing down a bunch of people just trying to score a good place in line at a job fair.
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