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“My sweet girl,” he whispered against her lips.
Letting her go in the next moment, he went to the french
doors. He opened first one side and then the other. Ian Francis
took one step and rested his hips against the railing of the false
balcony. He breathed in the cold air, smiled, and crossed his
arms over his heart. Then Ian Francis leaned forward and fell
on to the street below.
***
“Holy crap,” Morgan barked into his phone.
“What? What?” Eugene screamed.
“He took a dive. He took a dive. Holy shit, Genie. Gotta
go.”
“Is he dead?” Eugene screamed some more, but Morgan
broke the connection.
How in the hell was he supposed to know if the guy was
dead? He was dialing for emergency services and ordering an
ambulance in case he wasn’t. People were looking out
windows – not that there had been any noise – people in this
neighborhood knew when stuff like this went down. Morgan
kept his eyes sharp on everything as he talked especially on
the kid rushing down the street. Then he saw the person
hanging out the window where Ian Francis had stood not two
seconds ago.
Holy hell, what a mess.
***
Josie realized what was happening too late. There was nothing
she could have done to stop him and nothing she could do to
save him. She reached the open doors seconds after his head
broke open on the sidewalk. She was horrified. Stupefied. A