Copyright 2011 Andrew Howell
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This is a work of fiction.
The history, science, and
tactics are real.
Being dead is hard. Not the laying around mouldering kind of dead—that doesn’t take a rocket surgeon. The walking around inside another person kind of dead, though, that is something most people just don’t have in ‘em.
When you are the walking around kind of dead, someone is out there looking for the old you. Most likely it is a someone who wants to either put the old you in handcuffs or put a bullet in the back of your head. Maybe both.
So when you want a new identity and a new life, the first order of business is a good death. For the run-of-the-mill insurance cheat, embezzling bookkeeper, or murder witness, a staged accident in a large body of water works well. Someplace where a corpse might sink or be washed away.
But when the someone who wants your hide is most of your own government, you need more than just a swollen river and some bad dinner theater acting. You need a cackle bladder.