He couldn't imagine how far he had gone
since his college days. All the way to the top of the corporate
ladder. My god, he had everything a man could have ever wanted. The
house, the car, the hottest trophy wife, everything. Now, in some
cold, rainy, half frozen alley in Minneapolis none of it was worth a
damn.
His life's blood running out through
holes in his guts. Some of it was running out the hole in his
stomach, a single gun shot. What was it all for to come this far just
to die alone, in the rain.
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