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A SUICIDE NOTE

I was fixed with a sling slung by the lovely nurse that attended to me. My right arm seemed to have dislocated a little bit and had to be kept in a sling slung.

But that wasn't my problem now. I was busy with my thoughts.

Ever since I was a growing kid, I remembered buying a lot of thriller novels and crime related books. I only read these stories as a form of entertainment. I never knew that one day, I was going to play out a criminal role in my entire life.

I was a smart kid for my age but I've never applied my knowledge of the streets into use probably because I had to go to school, get good grades and graduate out of college. Soo much were expected of a young kid like me at that time.

But now as an adult, I was free to become whatever I desired to be.

Hi, I'm Jericho Clay and I'm a sixty-five year old farmer who got reincarnated into the body of one of the world's most ruthless and wealthiest Mafia crime Lord– Giovanni Israel.

I stopped writing as I placed my pen on my lips
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