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    Suicide
    Suicide
    Suicide
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    Suicide

    By Jamie Brown

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    John Banks is having a bad day.
    He missed the bus and the weather really stinks.
    Oh, and someone is trying to kill him.

    LanguageEnglish
    PublisherJamie Brown
    Release dateMar 2, 2010
    ISBN9781452394466
    Suicide

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      Suicide - Jamie Brown

      SUICIDE

      Jamie Brown

      Smashwords Edition

      Copyright 2010 Jamie Brown

      Smashwords Edition, License Notes

      If I hadn’t ducked to pick up the piece of paper I would have been decapitated by the high velocity bullet that shattered the mirror behind me. As it was I got sprayed with razor shards that left the side of my face feeling wet and numb.

      My eyes focused onto the envelope lying near my face. The childish scrawl spelled out in red crayon just one word. DUCK!

      I heard running footsteps and shouts. In the distance a cars siren approached.

      I gingerly crawled through the shattered glass to the corner of the room and peered towards the open window. Somewhere out there someone had tried to kill me and maybe was hanging around for a second shot.

      The envelope that had saved my life was still on the floor. On an impulse I crouched and picked it up.

      I turned out the light and groped my way out into the pitch black corridor. I heard voices and someone was slowly climbing the stairs at the front. Whatever was

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