Doomed by K W Taylor
Doomed by K W Taylor Every interview began the same. The opening question wasn’t much different than what you’d hear if you were applying to be a secretary, a surgeon, or a defender of...
Doomed by K W Taylor Every interview began the same. The opening question wasn’t much different than what you’d hear if you were applying to be a secretary, a surgeon, or a defender of...
Super Max by Chris Hobson “Of course it’s you,” said Charlene the post woman, nodding her head at Max’s computer screen. He’d been reading the details of the bust online when Charlene walked in,...
A-hab by Edd B. Jennings The path to my fixed purpose is laid with iron rails whereon my soul is grooved to run.—Moby Dick (chapter 37) Damn, she was hot, which was why I...