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Scrambling for purchase on a ledge
made for squirrels, Marcus clung to the bricks in frantic desperation. He didn't want to die. He didn't deserve to die, but fate had chosen otherwise. Fate, at
least in this instance, came by the name of Justin Turner, an eccentric billionaire
who offered Marcus the role of a lifetime. Unfortunately, Marcus wasn't perceptive enough to pick up on Justin’s level of deceit at the time. Now, far
too late in the game to crawl out of the grave he’d so willingly dug for
himself for a few thousand dollars, Marcus realized his stupidity was going to
cost him his life. More than that though, he knew this was all part of a plan
to crush the life out of Cristina, the woman he seduced and later married at Justin’s
request. That was the role he played, an actor’s dream if you will, but it’d
all gone terribly wrong. People were after him, bad people, wanting money for
the drugs they believed he’d purchased, but it was all a setup. Then he
slipped, his fingernails scrapping across the red bricks leaving claw marks as
he started to fall from his precarious perch. It wasn't a short fall, seven
floor of pending doom passed by like an eternity before the deadly thump of
impact on hard pavement. No one would know his final thoughts during those last
seconds except Marcus. And what he imagined was not his life, nor the lives of
Cristina or Justin, but rather how things got so out-of-control.
This looks awesome. Nice blurb for Jilted, very intriguing. Keep up the good work!
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