Category Archives: Crime Fiction

A Fast Weekend

By William D. Higgs III Some people called me a “private detective,” but I thought of myself as a fixer. People came to me with problems, and I fixed them. Someone thought their husband was screwing around, so I’d follow the bastard, take a few pictures of him going into a seedy motel, and getContinue reading “A Fast Weekend”

The Keeper

By Maryanne Knight Trent Hollis accelerated, the highway curving out of the mountains into Peru’s Pampa de San José, home to the ancient Nazca geoglyphs. His fiancé, Paige Osborne, had one hand on the dashboard, the other gripping the seat. Their meeting with the Peruvian Ministry of Culture had not gone well. The ministry lovedContinue reading “The Keeper”

Tool #1

by VT Comics and Chris Bunton (Find Tool #2 HERE) Drowning. He awoke drowning.  Underwater in the middle of a dark frigid sea with no clue which way was up or where to find air. Drowning was not the right word, because he was very tough, and difficult to kill. But, he certainly would needContinue reading “Tool #1”

Bedford Drive

By Charles Jacobson Los Angeles: Friday, April 4, 1958. 8:06 pm. Detective Ken Stricker left his ailing mother at the Valley Hospital, put on a coat and slid into his black ’56 Packard. Vice had been quiet. He caught a 273 and 314 on the scanner, switched it off and dialed in Guy Lombardo. VeeringContinue reading “Bedford Drive”

I’m Tired of Murder

By David Larson Chapter one “Damn, I’m getting tired of murder.” “Did you say something, Clarence? Do you want another cup of coffee” Your breakfast should be out next.” “I’m sorry Helen, I was talking to myself. I read this editorial in the paper where the writer thinks all the deaths in the last monthContinue reading “I’m Tired of Murder”

Milk for Kenny

By Kevin Decky I. “Hey hon, do we have any milk for Kenny?”  Geoffrey called over his shoulder with the screen door open so that half of Kenny could see into the Keenan’s house.  “What?” “Milk.  Milk for Kenny.  Kenny’s at the door!” “For God’s sake, it’s third time this week.” “Really?” “Yeah, he wasContinue reading “Milk for Kenny”

The Best Advice I Ever Got

By Andy Betz I lived on Washington Avenue in Miami Beach until I began my university studies.  My father worked maintenance at a Catholic retreat off of Biscayne Bay.  My mother worked at the Ida M. Fisher Elementary School serving lunches.  I attended a variety of schools and loved every moment of the time theContinue reading “The Best Advice I Ever Got”

Safe House

By Chelsea M. Brown Charlie stood in front of the gray mansion with peeling paint and a dark front yard. She held the address on a slip of paper in front of her, matching it to the loose numbers hanging above the door frame. She was certain she had the wrong location. There was noContinue reading “Safe House”

Fossil

By Steve Saulsbury They noticed the older man at the beach where people went looking for fossils. He was fiddling with his pack on a picnic table. Shane sprawled in the sand, puffing a crumpled cigarette. Lacey splashed along the shoreline. “Find any fossils?” Shane asked the man. “No. Just enjoying the scenery.” Lacey watchedContinue reading “Fossil”