This is a story about ambition, greed, lust, revenge, and murder. A loose but neither definitive or exclusive list of sins. It has its roots in the layers of intersecting lives that one accumulates after living for a while and some of it may be traced to conversations with a couple of people that I met a long time ago. It in no way, save but for the most general descriptions of setting and atmosphere perhaps, resembles anything like their particular lives. At least I hope not. I sincerely wouldn't wish these events on anybody. Or if I did, would that they would find the path to redemption that is inherent in any ethical challenge and become better people for it. Maybe. So, the boilerplate:
This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places, and incidents are either the product of my imagination or are used fictitiously, and any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, business establishments, events, or locales is entirely coincidental.
I made it up. I'm delivering it piecemeal for my own reasons. You'll just have to be patient.