Coming Clean by Alex DiVincenzo
	"Enough of this." He tossed the flickering cigarette to the ground.  It ignited the trail of gasoline and followed a path to the house. "I'm coming clean," he spoke, as he turned to walk away.  "It's about time I start making an honest living." He let out a gasp as a bullet pierced his back.
	Copyright © 2007 Alex DiVincenzo