The End Of One Year
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Last published Thu, May 21, 2020
WIth a swift kick behind Ethan's knees he was on the ground, kneeling execution style with the gun pointed at the back of his head.
"Please, don't," Ethan pleaded.
"Shut your mouth or I'll shut it for you," the man said through gritted teeth, clearly trying to hold back some anger.
Mark honestly didn't know what to do. His eyes were locked on Ethan. "Just take the money and go! There is no need for this! Please! No one needs to get hurt!" He begged.
Mark watched as Ethan's eyes got big with shock, "Mark! Behind you!"
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