This Town Called Winsome by Grant Tracey
This Town Called Winsome by Grant Tracey –1– Susan Norget was quiet, lost in shadows. I was worried about her. She arrived by train from Niagara Falls wearing a wool coat with an imitation...
This Town Called Winsome by Grant Tracey –1– Susan Norget was quiet, lost in shadows. I was worried about her. She arrived by train from Niagara Falls wearing a wool coat with an imitation...
The Way the Cookie Crumbles by James C. Clar The usually crowded streets were all but deserted. It was nearly 3:30 A.M. after all. The only people out wandering were hookers after a few...
Giovanni and the Bird by Cameron D. Alexander Jack sighed in resignation as he peered through his dusty Venetian blinds at the carload of Armani thugs. He wasn’t going anywhere in his slippers and...
Some Kind of Angel by Austin Roberts The scene was bad. Male. 60’s. And the pavement had played piñata with his body when he landed. It wasn’t my game anymore, the murder scene, but...
Square One by Bill Tope April After Amy was violently raped, she had moments where she lost all touch with reality. The assault happened after her shift at the tavern ended and she was...
At Sea by Henry Simpson I may have interested Mario in camping by blabbing about nature, observing wildlife, hunting with a .22 rifle, hiking, swimming, sporting a big knife on my belt, strip poker,...
Dark Remedy by Patrick Ritter Cliff Mallory glared at his wife, Tish. Not how he wanted to start his Saturday. The day’s fight card had started with a light sparing – house matters...
The Sweetest Smile by Jim Dawson Deena’s sweet smile scared me more than her right hook. I first encountered her in a two-story suburban home we both broke into. An undersized defensive tackle whose...
The Cashier Always Rings Twice by Jon Wesick I was sitting in my basement office at 4th and Drucker with nothing to keep me company but a bottle of rye whiskey and a bad...
Guts and a Gun by Jason Lairamore Now, I’m from Chicago, a dirty city-boy through and through, raised on the streets, and still working on the streets. I do odd jobs, bits of this...