It was ten after three in the afternoon on a totally fucked up day in June. David Stone wasn't supposed to be home until five thirty at the earliest, but he had been laid off from his job of ten years. He had come back from a lunch meeting to find a note on his desk that the boss wanted to see him

To make a long story short, sales were down and someone had to go. The other three salesmen either had seniority or were related to the boss, so David was the odd man out. At first, he had been angry, but that turned to despair as he...