Collateral Damage by Bill Tope
Collateral Damage by Bill Tope Challo stood back from the bus, along with a handful of other riders, to allow those departing to step onto the curb and be on their way. As they...
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Kandy by Bill Tope
Kandy by Bill Tope 1I pulled my car to a stop alongside a small brick home just two blocks from my high school, where I’d graduated some 40 years before. The sign said they...
That Girl, Sadie by Bill Tope
That Girl, Sadie by Bill Tope i “Well, what do you want me to do with her?” asked Mike, growing exasperated with his friend and housemate. “Just take her off my hands for the...
Dark Skies and Bloody Stars by Joe Struvallo
Dark Skies and Bloody Stars by Joe Struvallo Stu knelt beside the first body. The shooter had used a full choke, buckshot striking between the shoulder blades as a single clump. The corpse, hands...
Hocus Pocus by Michael Smith
Hocus Pocus by Michael Smith The lights dimmed. The audience hushed. Word had spread that this might be interesting. A lone figure strode confidently and purposefully to center stage, a single spotlight guiding...
YPM2025 by Teresa Freeland
YPM2025 by Teresa Freeland An incoming text alert sounded from Cora’s phone. Although rushed for time, trying to meet a self-imposed deadline, she willingly allowed herself a moment of sweet anticipation. After a beat,...
The Tsarina’s Jewels by R. K. Olson
Editor’s Note: Read the previous adventure of pilot Boyd by clicking the link: “The Vladivostok Express by R. K. Olson” * * * The Tsarina’s Jewels by R. K. Olson Time: 0410 Over the...
‘Sleep Like the Undead’ Mattress and Bedding by Megan Moreland
‘Sleep Like the Undead’ Mattress and Bedding by Megan Moreland Everything is going according to plan. I switched shifts with Victoria so I could do patrols with Shaan. Which, in and of itself is...
The Coffin Maker by Kristoph Kosicki
The Coffin Maker by Kristoph Kosicki Nobody saw the coffin maker ride into town and sure as hell nobody saw him set up shop. Despite the abnormality of his appearance, nobody believed him when...
Annabel Lee by Paul Hilding
Annabel Lee by Paul Hilding And so all the night-tide, I lie down by the side Of my darling—my darling—my life and my bride, In her sepulcher there by the sea— In her tomb by the sounding...