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Duce slipped the key into the metal door. The door
opened, revealing a corridor with hallways branching off
to the sides and a table with a lockbox and pile of white
packets. A gunman in the corridor, an ex-linebacker with
an Uzi, looked surprised, his mouth opening slowly to yell
a warning to someone in a room behind him. That was all
Duce needed to see.
He raced past the gunman—muscle fibers pulled steel-
wire taut and stitched against his skin—and clotheslined
the man under the chin. Bones snapped like brittle twigs.
He turned to see the man hitting the ground, the pain
only just registering on his face.
Duce raced to the open door in the corridor, where the
vacant glow of a television emanated. One man, nothing
Rastafarian about his Vietnamese features, was in the pro-
cess of standing up from a rocking chair, pulling an Ithaca
shotgun. Terror flowed like molasses across his face.
Between one heartbeat and the next Duce was at the
chair, grabbing the man by the front of his shirt. One push
sent him flying backwards into the bedroom wall. Before
the ganger could hit the floor, Duce grabbed him again
and rebounded him into the wall a second time for good
measure, leaving a deep dent in the sheet rock and a trail
of blood as the body slid to the floor.
“Uh-uh, bitch…”
Duce turned toward the voice—
“…this is my house.”
—and found himself looking at a well-built, shirtless man
with light black skin. Gang tats covered his arms, and a full
beard and natty dreads spilled out over a black headband.
The Skorpion submachine gun in man’s hands erupted in
a staccato roar, punching a line of bullet holes across Duce’s
chest and right shoulder.
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Jason Alexander . Book design and art direc-
tion by Pauline Benney. Copy edited by Diane Piron-Gelman
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Jason Alexander
ISBN 1-58846-866-6
First Edition: February 2005
Printed in Canada
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