SUICIDE : Written by David Michael Wharton + read by Todd Luoto

Machine of Death

The clerk set the gun on the counter. "There's a seven-day waiting period." Tommy peeled off an extra couple hundreds and slid them across the counter. The clerk hesitated, then pocketed the bills and loaded the weapon into a brown paper bag. "Some weeks are shorter than others." He added a box of bullets to the bag, then rang up the total. "You need any extra ammo?" "No," replied Tommy. "One box will be plenty."