Miss Aeon? Was he serious? Aeon didn't react, at all, to the way he'd pulled her name from nowhere. There had to be a reason the City feared him. Had to be. That would be enough.
She didn't want him to keep talking, because John Coffey was making sense. He wanted to die.
Aeon knew what death was and she could not blame him. Not all the way.
Before he finished saying the word 'peace,' Aeon squeezed the trigger and a bullet was on its way to Coffey's forehead.