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- Herausgeber: Black Cat Weekly
- Kategorie: Fantasy und Science-Fiction
- Sprache: Englisch
- Veröffentlichungsjahr: 2024
When professional hitman Jared Stiles makes the reckless decision to murder his wife's lover in a fit of rage, he suddenly finds himself in danger. The high-profile victim has connections to dangerous people who will be seeking revenge.
Desperate to erase his mistake, Jared turns to a controversial new technology that allows the wealthy to rewrite their personal history. He takes a scientist at the secretive company hostage, demanding that his recent crime be undone.
But the temporal manipulation process is more complex than Jared realized, and his arrogance may be his downfall...
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COPYRIGHT INFORMATION
THE PAST, HISTORY, by Aeryn Rudel
ABOUT THE AUTHOR
COPYRIGHT INFORMATION
Copyright © 2021 by Aeryn Rudel.
Originally published in Dark Matter Magazine, March 2021.
Published by Wildside Press, LLC.
wildsidepress.com | bcmystery.com
THE PAST, HISTORY,by Aeryn Rudel
Murder was supposed to be a permanent situation. Jared Stiles should know; murder was his business, and contract killers didn’t get paid unless their hits stayed dead. Now, sitting in the cavernous intake room of The Infinite You, he was relieved death was a reversable situation... if you had the money.
“Sir, I just need your thumb print to authorize payment.”
Jared looked up at a tall young man with a shaved head and the muscular build of a soldier. He held out a data pad, a small red square blinking in its center.
“Two million bucks, huh?” That was a good-sized chunk of what Jared had carefully hoarded in twenty years in the business. Sixty-one successful hits. Sixty-one murders that couldn’t be traced back to him because he was careful, because he never let it get personal. Until now. Until murder number sixty-two.
“A small price to change your past and your future.” The Infinite You guy might have looked like a grunt, but he delivered the line with an ad-man’s charm.
Jared showed his teeth, but it wasn’t exactly a smile. “Yeah, we’ll see.” He pressed his thumb to the data pad and held it until the device beeped. “I’ve been sitting here for two hours. When will the technician get to me?” He was growing anxious. The clock was ticking, and the headless corpse of his wife’s lover, Sebastian Dade, would soon be discovered by the cops, who would connect the dots and seek Jared’s arrest, or, worse, by Sebastian’s employer, who would connect the same dots and hire one of Jared’s competitors to add to their murder total.
