Revenge on a Platter, Part 1: Vengeance is a Woman Best Fucked Like a Crackerjack
I. I squinted, letting my eyes adjust to the dim light of the dingy dive bar. It figured this was where I’d find them. Vermin in the city’s…
Fremont Sour Soil, Part 1
I. As Norm Bellaire left the local coffee shop, he ordered a “latte to go” from his favorite barista, Tina Morado. She was an athletic woman, younger…
Bodybuilders
Reinhardt, also a bodybuilding enthusiast, posed in front of the mirrors for longer than necessary, she noted, as she did her squats. He could see…
Prematurity
The world’s record for a surviving premature baby came into the world at about 4.5 months early. Jackson Hillbrand broke that record when he was born…
Reptile Lust, Part 3
I looked out the window at the passing neighborhood of big homes and big yards where Sally's grandparents lived and wondered if Jack was out there.…
The Tiger, Part 2
III. The closest any of the names on Fierro’s list of investors came to suggesting underworld connections was Dominick Ruggiero, a fence known to…
A Kiss in the Gaslight
I stand under the gas lamp, pulling the scarlet shawl tighter to keep the early November cold out, failing miserably. Business has been slow tonight…
Portrait of the Artist as a Schlemiel, Part 1
As far back as I can remember, I’ve always wanted to be a writer; a writer because I was a reader. I’ll get to the writing part in a moment. First:…
Oh Christmas Tea
It was a nice morning in November at the Butter and Biscuits Tea Shop, unseasonably warm for this time of year. Lorelei wanted to introduce a…
Shack Rat, Part 3
Was he having fun yet? Huddled in the corner of the closet, his wrists cuffed together and resting on his knees, his legs shackled, a leather hood…
