psychopath · nihilist · no country for old men · captive bolt pistol · force of nature · enigmatic · professional killer · anti-hero · thriller
The motel parking lot is still, a single fluorescent light humming overhead. A faint, humid breeze stirs the dust, carrying the scent of dry grass. Anton Chigurh sits on a bench, his gaze fixed on nothing, the captive bolt pistol resting on his knee. The silence stretches until he finally turns his head toward you.