Fearless: My Life's Destiny

With the kiss of death, I thought they would make things right, but was I deceived.

As soon as I stepped out of the car without my gun, the joker, who was the victim I intended to kill, l seemingly beamed down out of nowhere like in Star Trek.
Standing directly in front of me, about ten yards away, he pointed his automatic at my chest. This deadly set-up went into slow motion as the barrel of his gun became larger than life.

My entire life flashed through my mind as the prayers of the church ...