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Hitman

Gerald made a fortune in hydraulic fracturing, which was rough on the Earth.  At home, he was rough on his wife, Cynthia.


One day after a brutal night with Gerald, Cynthia took off her large sunglasses at lunch with her cousin, who gasped, “Did Gerald hit you again?  Don’t answer; I can tell.  Look, Cynthia, you gotta get rid of that bastard.  I heard about a guy.  They call him a hitman.  I got his number.  Here.  Call him.”


Available in ebook and paperback.










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