Third Wheel by Olivia Hudak
Third Wheel by Olivia Hudak On this kind of night, at this time of sundown, the streets of the old frontier town were empty. But inside the bar, whiskey was poured, the piano played...
Third Wheel by Olivia Hudak On this kind of night, at this time of sundown, the streets of the old frontier town were empty. But inside the bar, whiskey was poured, the piano played...
And Some Will be Gray by Chere Taylor My father was a son-of-a-bitch before it ever became popular to be one. Later in life, he would be celebrated for that very trait. Admired for...
The Vladivostok Express by R. K. Olson Below, the landing strip appeared to surface amidst an emerald green sea of trees. The pilot pedaled the rudder and banked the long box-type fuselage bi-plane west....
Glenna by Lara McKusky A plate of French toast dotted with powdered sugar slid in front of Glenna, knocking her smartphone aside. Eyes locked on her breakfast, Glenna’s hand shot out to catch the...
Editor’s Note: Read the previous adventure of Gray Wolf (please don’t call him that) by clicking the link: “Trial on the Chicago River by Garret Schuelke” UFO of the Yards by Garret Schuelke A...
The Zen Master by Wally Runnels Rocky was nervous about Moss Briggs. Hadn’t seen him for a while. Past eighty years old, he lived below the Mexican-American Border. He was a tough ole boy...
Trial on the Chicago River by Garret Schuelke The wind blew off of Lake Michigan, causing a group of teenage girls who were posing for a selfie to laugh. They agreed to get a...
Dead Position by Jenna Calloway The Colonel’s clockwork tarantula unfurled in response to the typed command, then scuttled over the edge of the pit and triggered the game’s pneumatic mechanism. The macabre chess board...
Fiori’s Cabinet of Curiositiesby James Fitzsimmons April O’Casey fired the Winchester through a slit in the steel-reinforced coach. Bouncing on the bench across from her, Tobias Breen clutched a valise and shut his eyes....
Revenge is Wild Justice by Gary Ives Arthur rattled the old cowbell he’d lifted from the table beside his cot. Minutes later, Lopez quietly entered holding a flashlight. “Señor? You okay?” “Help me to...