I spent my youth on the East Side of town, cruising the streets and feeling high on what was stowed in my glove box and trunk. My passengers were serious dudes and I smoothly ferried them around so they could deal our crystal cargo in clip joints and in p...
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Dear Author (Who Is About To Die)
To whom it may concern - a letter to explain your imminent demise.Dear AuthorAs you may be aware from my earlier letters, I am one of your biggest fans. I loved your last book — and I don't just mean I liked it a lot. I mean I loved it the way a man loves his wife, his children, his parents. The way a drowning man loves...
The Great Muffet Caper
Jack Vine PI casesFrom The Files Of Jack Vine A Jack And The Giant P I Case File The Great Muffet Caper “Little Miss Muffet sat on her tuffet eating her curds and whey. When along came a spider who sat down beside her and frightened Miss Muffet away.” I’m Jack, I’m a priva...
Anderson Roberts
The story of a sadist mind as he plays with the mind of New York's best agentDream: Why you didn’t save me Robert; But I tried; You could have saved me, You could have saved me, It your fault that I am de….. Huh! Damn nightmares are back, (Alison) ‘what wrong hunny’ nothing am good just a lot on my mind ‘Tricia’ yea Tricia! Tricia...
Anonymous
The many lives of Casey L. Miller
Case two: The CriminalPersonal note to the readers, this story is not for the weak of heart to read for the content of this story. By choosing to read it, you agree that you are over eighteen and mature enough to handle the content of this story, thank you. 10:03pm Logan liste...
Divine Justice
Sometimes crime doesn't pay!Arthur lived on his own, in the same council flat he had brought his bride home to 51 years ago. Where they had raised three kids and seen them fly from the nest out into the world. It was also where he had held his Irene as she breathed her last breath i...
Blackmoor Chapters 2-4
Detective Grace Dobson's new case opens doors locked long ago.2 Grace Dobson leaned against a red, brick wall of an old factory building. Hiding in the shadows she watched the cars that drove past. Every once in a while a neighbor would walk past the alley Grace rested in. Taller neighbors would walk right past the...
In Sickness and in Health
A woman snaps and kills her abusive husband...or so she thinks.I never meant to kill him. There was one moment, just a single moment when I genuinely wanted him dead but that isn’t a crime is it? I mean on TV people get whacked over the head all the time. It never seems to do them much harm. They simply pass out for...
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The sweet and bitter scents mixed together to create the soothing atmosphere that was only available in such establishments. Two young women wearing t-shirts of a rich chocolate color covered by purple aprons darted from the cash register to the machines...
Crossing the Shadows (Chapter Two)
In Chapter two Ella and Charlie have now moved into College.I played with the piece of paper in my hands. I had finally graduated, I was done with high school and I would be leaving for college soon, although it wasn't soon enough. I played with the sleeve of Joshua's jacket as Ella walked over to me, her parents...
Jonathan - Part 1
Chapter 1 of JonathanThe evening sky was bleak, darkened with thick black clouds that dumped sheets of rain on the icy ground. The fall air was chilled by the monsoon that had taken the city in its grips. Jonathan sat just inside the bay door near the front of the shop. His c...
A pictorial of a disingenue
Alec, a successful IT professional, gets caught up in the calamities of a femme fatale.Already picturing how he might need to play dead over and over again, Leana gauged Alec as the warranty for broken parts inside of herself since she couldn’t bring herself in for service. Chronically forgetful Leana pictured it would be incontrovertible t...
Approaching the accident I was showing my fear and trepidation. I knew they might not let me near him, but I had to get to him. It was so important to get to him. I had to see him. My tears were already falling because I knew what they would think. We had...
Everyone in the village liked Raffi- the friendly mongrel dog who lived near the bus station, in an improvised kennel made of wooden crates. Though not pure- blooded, Raffi looked impressive, maybe because he had gotten many of the genes of his granny – k...