Pity poor Fred. He's a nice guy but he happens to share a body with Conner, a hit man for the Russian mob.
Conner, his alternate personality tells us, is "a bad man who does awful things, but he's not a sociopath. If he was, I wouldn't exist."
So when Fred, the reluctant coping mechanism, wakes up he always know it means Conner has done something so horrific he can't face it. Which leaves poor Fred to clean up the mess, sometimes quite literally.
In this case Conner has killed a friend for his boss Vlad. ("He looks like what you think a Vlad would look like - dark-haired, goateed, and imposing...") But a piece of jewelry is missing and Fred has to find it. Which means finding the piece of the corpse it was attached to...
Or as Fred would swear, "Fiddlesticks!"
This story is a lot of fun.
Thanks Rob. So glad you liked the story.
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