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That rainy night, I was on my beat-up e-bike, wrapped in a crappy raincoat. One more delivery, and I'd have the bribe cash for my stepbrother, Jonathan Reed, who went to jail for me. Then a car hit me and killed me. The guy who got out? Jon. When I died and became a ghost, I watched him cry over me, putting on a fake, self-serving show. All I thought was: 'As you deserve it.'