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Hand of God

“Roger Darcy jumped out of the Empire State Building! He died! It was on TV and everything…” her voice trailed off, as she remembered who she was talking to.

“I know” I replied simply.

She threw me a disgusted look. “How the hell could you know? You live under a fucking rock!”

I gave a wry smile. “Because I pushed him.”

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