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There was a man sitting in the far corner of the living room, near the torn screen door. He was sitting on a rusted metal folding chair that looked like it might buckle under him, but he sat perfectly still, like a statue carved out of grief.
Daryl blinked, his eyes narrowing. He knew Will’s crew. He knew the regulars, the drifters, the desperate men who came for the free booze and the poker. He didn't know this guy.
The man - Rick, Daryl as had heard others call him - was a sore thumb in a room full of broken fingers.
The other men were red-faced, their skin shiny with grease and sweat, shirts unbuttoned to show sunburned chests. They were loud, taking up space, expanding with every drink.
This guy was... contained.
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Daryl Dixon’s life is a violent ledger where every day is paid for in blood and obedience to his father. His only hope of escape is a meager stash of cash hidden in a hollowed-out fence post. But when a quiet former deputy named Rick Grimes starts attending the Friday night poker games, the rules of Daryl's survival are thrown into chaos.