The man on my floor had blueprints in his coat pocket and a bullet...

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The man on my floor had blueprints in his coat pocket and a bullet in his chest. I didn't kill him. Or at least, I hoped I hadn't. Sometimes in this business, by the time you know you've killed somebody, you've already forgotten you pulled the trigger.

I was sitting at my desk drinking whiskey that tasted like gasoline and trying to ignore the rain when the doorbell didn't ring. It never does when somebody important is on the other side. They just open the door with a key they shouldn't have and walk in like they own the place. This man didn't have a key. He had a knife in his ribs and a look on his face that said he was sorry but not sorry...

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