I stepped out of the full moon, the blood moon, the crazy moon onto the porch. Someone had put the muzzle of a pistol against the face of the door-nob and blown out the spring lock. One shot. I pushed the door open. To my left was a grand staircase, to my right an archway. […]
Alex Rubbish reclined in a roller chair, his feet on the desk. A swirl of smoke curled from the cigarette between two fingers on one hand. The other clutched a dirty napkin. He stared up at the pictures posted on the wall connected with bits of string trying to make sense of his latest case. […]
She had seen him die a thousand times since that night he pulled her over and laid his dirty cop hands on her body. The phone call about her mother waking her just before midnight and the mad rush out of the house, still in her nightshirt and pajama pants. Blue and red lights. She […]
Officer Chuck Russo walked behind the Braider’s barn and approached the sheep’s pen. One rather plump, rather dead sheep was lying on her left side, her head resting in a pool of blood. Chuck used the toe of his black shoe to push back the sheep’s chin, revealing a large gash across her throat. There […]
The phone jangled five times before Burt Norby stirred from his slumber and grabbed it. “Norby,” he growled. “Good morning Detective. Officer Penquist here.” Detective Norby glanced at his clock—4:05 a.m. “This better be good kid.” “A man’s been killed at the train depot, sir.” “Gunshot?” “Tiger.” * * * * * Coffee in hand, […]
An odd fascination with bones is what others might say about my father’s life obsession. I, on the other hand, know that to be a ridiculous understatement. My discovery of his, hobby, we’ll call it, began the day I decided to poke around in our musty attic. I was a young boy at the time, […]