The Snake And The Weasel

Crime Fiction by Thomas Koperwas A snake and a weasel were fighting with one another inside a house.. * Jewels, the gangland chief, threw open the doors to the hideout and unceremoniously escorted in a slight young man limping with a gunshot wound to his leg. “Boys!” he proclaimed to the grim-faced men gathered aroundContinue reading “The Snake And The Weasel”

No Job For An Old Man

Crime Fiction by Bern Sy Moss “I’m lying on a bed of snow and haven’t any idea why. I seem to have lost my jacket. My head is throbbing, the throbbing accompanied by a severe pain in the back of my head. I force my hand up to where I feel the pain and makeContinue reading “No Job For An Old Man”

Lights Out

Crime Fiction by Alex Finch As a lighting technician, I notice a lot of things about light in general. Like how it can change the scheme of an entire room. Everyone thinks it’s score, it’s dialogue, it’s this, it’s that, no. It’s the light. The dark colors, the backlighting, subtle red tinting, nothing too strong,Continue reading “Lights Out”

The Bayshire Butcher

Crime Fiction by Mick Rose Far from Marvelous mid-June Midnight fell on Puddingstoneshire, England. The dank fog wall that straddled the coast for hours now swept across the bay, swallowing the docks before blanketing the shire. Padded Skullcandy headphones cupping her teenaged-ears, a second bump of Molly bouncing through her happy brain, oblivious Becky BonnerContinue reading “The Bayshire Butcher”

A Cold Morning In Kansas

Flash Fiction by Emma Grey Rose Evan Schneider and Walter Klein stand in the middle of a field in Kansas, right off theInterstate. It’s winter. “You got any more in that flask?” “Nope.” It’s just before sunrise. Beside them, is a fence line and a dead horse. It’s brown withthick legs and a nice coatContinue reading “A Cold Morning In Kansas”

Between The Lines

Crime Fiction By Michael Downing The guy didn’t shut up. One of the first things you learn inside is to keep quiet, especially when you don’t know any other cons, but apparently nobody taught him that lesson. Stark had been like that the first time he got sent up too – a tough punk whoContinue reading “Between The Lines”

Lupo

Flash Fiction by Frank Sonderborg The Avianca Boeing 777 direct flight from Bogota, started its approach to Heathrow. Lupo was in a window seat, watching the lights of London brighten the darkened sky. It was turbulent, and he could feel the plastic plane twist and sing, as it cut through the air. He closed hisContinue reading “Lupo”

The Cost Of Doing Business

Crime Fiction by Pamela Ebel Jackie stared at what was left of the Toscani cigar in the ash tray as she sprayed air freshener around the living room. Tossing the empty beer bottle into the garbage can she considered how to handle the phone call to her sister. She and Christine had both been involvedContinue reading “The Cost Of Doing Business”

A Cinch

Horror Fiction by Hillary Lyon “What do you mean, exactly, when you say ‘There’s little to no risk involved’?” Shauna squinted at me with those golden brown eyes. Tiger eyes, like the semi precious stones. Like the cracked stone in my pinky ring. “Just that,” I shrug. “Either you’re in, or your out. What’ll itContinue reading “A Cinch”