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Right as I'm about to die, I realize all the myths are fake. There's no white light at the end of a tunnel. My life isn't flashing before my eyes.All I can think about is how much I want to live.I moved to New York City a month ago to become the best journalist the world had ever seen. To find the greatest stories never told. And now here I am--Henry Parker, twenty-four years old and weary beyond rational thought, a bullet one trigger pull from ending my life.I can't run. Running is all Amanda and I have done for the past seventy-two hours. And I'm tired. Tired of knowing the truth and not being able to tell it.Five minutes ago I thought I had the story all figured out.I knew that both of these men--one an FBI agent, the other an assassin--wanted me dead, but for very different reasons.If I die tonight--more people will die tomorrow.
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Poor Henry Parker. You can't really get more “wrong place, wrong time” than he did. Ah, well, his misfortune made for a good story. It's got a good pace and is easy to read. The only thing that really bugged me was how suddenly and effortlessly Henry just figures things out; the kid's not a rookie journalist, he's Sherlock. Bah.