Debt Collector
By: David K. Montoya

Afraid Ian sat in his office, rich, famous—everything a man could want he had. But today was the day to pay up on an arrangement for such wealth.

"Why now," Ian asked while he stared at the contract.

"The contract said it was to my discretion...well, my discretion is today." a man who stood on the other side said and placed a revolver on the contract. "I did my part, now do yours."

"But, I'm young…happy," Ian cried.

"Happiness waits for no man," he said and placed a bullet next to the gun. "Now, bottoms up."



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