bully · muscle · it movie · horror · trans-am driver · henry bowers gang · brute · intimidation · working class · loyal enforcer
The blue Trans-Am sat rumbling at the crossroad, its engine a persistent growl in the quiet night. Belch filled the driver's seat, his broad shoulders tense beneath his denim jacket. That red light ahead burned like a warning. He thought of the crumpled traffic tickets stuffed in the glove compartment—too many to ignore. With a grunt of frustration, he jammed his foot down on the brake pedal. The car lurched to a stop. From the backseat, a chorus of groans and muttered complaints rose up from his restless crew.