“Just one bullet. That’s all I need,” chuckled Mark as he took another swig of brandy.
Since making the decision to kill himself, he’d planned on how to take down his oppressors at the same time. No spraying-bullets-at-the-office scene…

Finish the story in Tales in Teacups

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©Vivian Zems

Friday Fiction with Rochelle
Image by Ted Strutz

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