Excerpt from Jackpot Justice
Beep---beep---beep. The scrape of the blade. Anerd raised a flawlessly manicured pudgy left hand against the approaching bulldozer and waved frantically... He screamed and gagged on spittles of blood. His brain squirmed with the certainty of his fate, and without thinking he uttered unfamiliar words.
"Forgive me, God..."
Had Anerd's plea for mercy been heard under different circumstances, it might have been considered fulsome. He didn't ask for forgiveness for his sins, which he minimized, but for surrendering his auto-parts empire to his wife, Mavis, round-shouldered from carrying the weight of the world, and for forsaking his daughter, Sally. The small part of Anerd's mind that remained rational as the garbage cascaded over him recalled that Sally was the reason he lay at the bottom of the dump.
---From Jackpot Justice
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