The Jumper (SF Mystery)

The Jumper (SF Mystery)

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Now in trade paper and for all eReaders at Amazon and Smashwords! An old man dies in a very public and very strange suicide-or was it murder? Jeff Cramer has to figure out which, and quickly. Nothing about this case appears normal, and it could get very dangerous, very quickly. This novelette rose to #4 in Science Fiction on Wattpad in 2014. Now on sale in trade paperback and for all eReaders at Amazon, Smashwords, iTunes, Kobo, etc. My novel The First Jumper, which is on Wattpad as first draft, will be out on Amazon and other venues about the beginning of April, 2015. It is a prequel to this story--but read this story first. If you enjoy this, you may find that story enjoyable as well. Feedback is welcome. If you like what you read, please click the star! And of course, an online review would be the ultimate encouragement. Thanks! Brian Groover
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"Are you coming to bed firefly?" He says to me laying his hands over my waist joining me in looking over the city. "I want to look out for a little longer if that is alright?" I mumble hoping that he heard me anyways, I wasn't ready to walk into that bedroom, and I don't think I ever would be. "Of course, I'll be getting ready for bed, come in whenever you are ready." He says confidently and walks away leaving my waist cold something for which I am grateful. Especially when my mind burns with other more dangerous thoughts. The warmth that forever lingers in the air, never burning the skin, but always reminding about what is around us. I force air into my lungs feeling the unexpected warmth fill me. He stands in the room watching me even though he said he was getting ready for bed. He is worried about me, about me jumping. I have contemplated it I will admit, but he would stop me before I fell even two feet. I was stuck, and no one could save me. Not even myself, my fucking weak self. His presence is demanding no matter where we are, but right now I could sense everything about him, and I try to suppress the unwanted feelings that curl right under my skin. "Firefly? About done?" He calls out and I release my hand from the guard rail not realizing that as I looked at the lights that covered the shining city with the falling fire in the background that my subconscious was thinking about how nice it would be... how relieving it would be... to just fall. True freedom. I take a step back and wrap my hands together turning around to a fully clothed unchanged man and nod once. I could see the fear in his eyes that I would, he knows if he gave me the chance... I wasn't ready for this, but I had to survive. No matter what. Highest Ranks: #17 In Romance #5 in Soulmates

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