For the first time in his life Jack Adams was dead. He blinked twice and admired the view from his flat on the fifteenth floor with a sneer of discontent. For all the world knew he was on his way to Peru, alone. Hurtling towards the ground in a burning jumbo jet.
Thin rays of eager morning sunlight pierced through the holes in the rotting beige curtain, throwing long blinding patterns across the stained crimson carpet. At the back of the claustrophobic square room a fragile metal bed had collapsed, lying broken in the corner. On it, a sad yellowing mattress strewn with burns and scars. The sky that loomed over the city was one of gentl
For the first time in his life Jack Adams was dead. He blinked twice and admired the view from his flat on the fifteenth floor with a sneer of discontent. For all the world knew he was on his way to Peru, alone. Hurtling towards the ground in a burning jumbo jet.
Thin rays of eager morning sunlight pierced through the holes in the rotting beige curtain, throwing long blinding patterns across the stained crimson carpet. At the back of the claustrophobic square room a fragile metal bed had collapsed, lying broken in the corner. On it, a sad yellowing mattress strewn with burns and scars. The sky that loomed over the city was one of gentl
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