The Untouchable, Part 2
V. Sitting at the counter of Ryder’s Diner, Marcus downed cup after cup of coffee, staring blank-expressioned at the 50’s décor. A patrolman sat next…
The Untouchable, Part 1
I. Marcus leaned his salt-and-pepper head back while he sat on the park bench and took in the fresh spring air through his mashed nostrils. For a…
