The Only Thing He Left Me
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Told in a third-person point of view starring a second-lead character, this story tackles the writers' fear of speaking up for the truth through writing, the importance of journalism, and the role of writers in keeping the sanity of the society in order. This is not a typical 'whodunit' mystery-thriller novel. This story will explain how writers can start a revolution, and how writing can change the world-- only if writers can write freely without putting their lives on the line.
Jackson is a writer that symbolizes justice. But he's gone. In a place full of corruption, distortion, lies, greed, and hunger for power, Rod needs to find him and get him back to town of Firmcreek in order for it to be peaceful again.
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