Ted Henson had just finished up his pitch for his crime thriller masterpiece, Graves, and was waiting to hear the verdict.

A suit walked out and ushered him back in. Another suit started, “We’re sorry, Mr. Henson, but we can’t…”

And then he noticed the gun in Mr. Henson’s hand.

Eric has been writing short stories for around a year.

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