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eBook Category: Fantasy
eBook Description: A young man hires his cousin Marvin's robotic hit man to kill his fiancee's husband, only to discover that this killer's programming includes some unusual features.

eBook Publisher: Fictionwise.com, Published: Silicon Dreams, 2001
Fictionwise Release Date: April 2005

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Words: 4288
Reading time: 12-17 min.
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Okay, sure, knowing what I know now, I can see that it probably wasn't the smartest thing in the world for me to ask my cousin Marvin for help. But isn't every mistake ever made something that some poor schmuck wouldn't have done if only he had known then what he knew later?

Actually, that sounds a little like something Freddy Vicino might say. Now that's a scary thought: I'm starting to sound like my cousin Marvin's robotic hit man.

If my mother hadn't died in a tragic lingerie accident, she'd have warned me not to accept my cousin Marvin's help when my girlfriend Annabelle decided to kill her husband. Of course, if my mother were still alive, I seriously doubt I'd have told her I was sleeping with a married woman, let alone that we were planning to bump off her husband so we could get married and live on his millions for the rest of our lives. After all, my mother and I weren't really that close.

Mom had always hated Marvin. I'm pretty sure it's because he was from Dad's side of the family, and Mom had really hated Dad. After she died, the old man paused just long enough to sit shivah for her, then fled to Florida, where he's been dating widows, playing golf, and drinking rum-punch non-stop ever since. I saw him last Passover and was amazed at the change in him; it was as if he'd dropped twenty years and had a new personality (one formerly belonging to a game show host) implanted in his psyche.