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Autumn’s Veil by Judson Blake

Autumn’s Veil by Judson Blake Ronice was absorbed in her cell when Sheila Tamm arrived dripping from the rain. The secretary was startled and looked up half amazed to see a face instead of...

Coach by Sharon Frame Gay

Coach by Sharon Frame Gay Journal of Lindsey Stone, 1985 “My name is Lindsey Stone. I’m writing in the darkness under the blanket with a fading flashlight. Whoever finds this will know who killed...

Once I was by Mirko Neumann

Once I was… by Mirko Neumann I woke up to a piercing and throbbing pain in the side of my left leg and I still had this vision in my head, was it from...

Any Other Day by Mark F. Geatches

Any Other Day by Mark F. Geatches It was the last week of my wife Marge’s life. No, there was no terminal illness, no degenerative disease, no premonition, not even the threat of suicide....

Diogenes by Frederick Foote

Diogenes by Frederick Foote The heavy, humid days of Omaha are taking their toll on me. I have lost my sea legs for high humidity and seething heat. A police car rockets by me...

The Solstice Queen by Alex Jensen

The Solstice Queen by Alex Jensen Derek Mill wrote a book about his own life. Three years ago the autobiography awarded him 750,000 dollars. This year he was awarded 150,000 dollars for writing the...

The Venice Hit by Mark SaFranko

The Venice Hit by Mark SaFranko By now Nicodemo was growing bored with shuttling back and forth on the vaporetto. Though he’d tried all the others, most of the time he preferred riding the...

Loco Hombre’s Journey Home by Jay Helmstutler

Loco Hombre’s Journey Home by Jay Helmstutler Gonna drive this motherfucker Marcos out to the middle of nowhere and finish this shit. Or should I say, get this shit under way. Been four fucking...

The Czar’s Egg by W.H. Lock

The Czar’s Egg by W.H. Lock She was blonde and her name was Barbara Moore. In an earlier life she’d been a vigilante hero named Songbird. She worked with a partner called Dark Falcon...

Dead Masks by Jesse Pollard

Dead Masks by Jesse Pollard Her name is Emily Graveland. If you’re a hero or a villain in Chevron City, she’s probably your dry cleaner. She’s a tall, ghostly pale woman, wearing black leather...