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Marcus Paulos

(Summer of 1976)

Unable to remember how he’d gotten there, nor what had happened, Marcus Paulos hovered above his own bullet-riddled body. A man had just rushed from the room and a hint of…something lingered in the air. Sulfur? He’d seen the guy jump onto a forest-green colored Cushman scooter and putter away as memories of the event began to come back to him. He’d been sitting in the…