Malcolm Bright

Slowly but surely, Malcolm was giving Raylan enough information to build out a whole chart of his life, but Raylan didn't find himself minding so much. It didn't hurt that Malcolm's whole story was.. bizarrely fascinating on its own.

Raylan frowned, sitting up a little more strictly as Malcolm looked like he was about to turn a dead shade of white.

"No way your dad is connected to this.." But for once, Raylan did not sound sure at all. "That would be a.. hellva a coincidence."