What happens when a copycat killer copies a killer who doesn't exist?

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What happens when a copycat killer copies a murderer who doesn't exist?

New York City, 1999.

Reporter Julian Jones of the New York Player is a legend. He has seen to that. But times are tough and when even he can't get his editor to run his latest story, he takes matters into his own hands and comes up with a story nobody can resist.

Order is restored and Julian is back where he belongs as the toast of the town but then matters take a turn for the worse when his influence becomes more far reaching than even he could have imagined.

excerpt

Julian stepped out of his apartment building and was careful not to get his new shoes dirty. The sun was out and it wasn’t too hot so he decided to walk to work. Besides the fact that he could do with the exercise, he walked so he could smoke and be recognized. He used to own a car, just because nobody else did, but he walked one day when it was in the shop and somebody recognized him and ever since he has swam against the tide of people spawning up Broadway while enjoying his own company.
He remembered his father once telling him a story about seeing James Cagney walking in New York and now as Julian walked he interpreted every stranger’s hesitation and refusal to participate in the anonymous herding as recognition of Julian Jones.
He checked his reflection as he walked, in shop windows and on clean cars and would even cross the road at times to see the reflection front on in a subtle way. He pictured how he must look to others in his magnificent pin stripe suit and a red tie that was the work of art that the suit framed. He gave himself a regal stride and an air of importance so even some philistine who wasn’t to recognize him would smell the aroma of importance drifting from him.