All Are Killers Beneath The Heights
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Summary
Suspended three hundred feet above the Manhattan pavement, the freezing wind whipped against my face as I scrubbed the high-rise windows. I wiped away a layer of grime, only to freeze.
Through the thick glass, I saw him.
Finn.
My wife Lisa’s adopted brother, the man who had supposedly died three years ago. He was lounging in a luxurious marble bathtub, completely naked, an arrogant smirk plastered on his face as he crossed one leg over the other.
"Lisa almost shipped me off to Europe three years ago just to please her dear husband," Finn chuckled, his voice muffled but entirely legible…
