Crime Fiction by Michael Downing Eddie Reid died sometime after midnight. Cool on the street. A legend. But once you’re dead, all that cool means nothing. Dead is dead, and dead don’t care who you were or what you did before the end. His death was violent, ugly, the kind of thing that gets peopleContinue reading “The Getback”
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Seal Of The Realm
Flash Fiction by Frank Sonderborg Lingo was back in Almeria Spain. Back to Mojacar Pueblo. A beautiful Spanish village hugging the side of a mountain. He sat drinking his black coffee and enjoyed both the view and the warm October sunshine. The Chinese had once again sent him chasing his tail. Rumours of a lostContinue reading “Seal Of The Realm”
On the Evening of Saturday, March 19
Horror Crime Fiction by J.R. Blanes Detroit Police Department 9th District11187 Gratiot AvenueDetroit, MI. 48213 Complaint No. 13-3316-666 File Number: 4 Interview of: David WheelerReporting Officers: Det. Bradford Howe Special Agent Leslie Milton Interrogation room. Suspect David Wheeler, 24 years old, sits at the table, dressed in white t-shirt and gray sweatpants stained inContinue reading “On the Evening of Saturday, March 19”
A Rare And Fragile Flower
Speculative Crime Fiction by Floyd Largent Sometimes, Kenbe Bilundgren thought he understood humans beings; other times, he was certain he did not. In the ten months since he had been manumitted by Master’s death, he had made a continuing attempt to comprehend the greater society of which he was now a part. One thing heContinue reading “A Rare And Fragile Flower”
Today, There Will Be No Charges
Crime Fiction by Galen Pickett Keeping an eye on Mr. Curtis was not a problem at all. Every lane change was signaled. The nondescript sedan seemed in good repair. The occasional flicker of the brake lights gave the detectives plenty of warning that Curtis was slowing down, and the running lights called just the rightContinue reading “Today, There Will Be No Charges”
Principally Dead
Crime Fiction by Margaret Karmazin Maple Hill Elementary school was closed for the weekend for which Principal Jerry Harper had expressed his gratitude to the school secretary, Michelle Derry. “Rough week,” Michelle had agreed on her way out. Their most difficult mother, Mrs. Price, had lodged a complaint that her daughter’s fourth grade teacher hadContinue reading “Principally Dead”
Real Walmarts of Hillbilly County
Crime Fiction by Mick Rose December 27th spawned three more fucking Walmart murders. No surprise to anyone who sheepishly lives or works in rust-riddled Hillbilly County. As portrayed on Google Maps? The sprawling county boasts it hosts a dozen Walmart stores. But as you might’ve guessed? Hillbilly County ain’t got nothin’ else for folks toContinue reading “Real Walmarts of Hillbilly County”
TRANSFERENCE
Crime Fiction by Frank Sonderborg We were parked in St. Georges Hill. A millionaires gated residence in Weybridge. Around eight miles from London. John Lennon had lived here and took driving lessons around the local streets. So, very upmarket and a good place to run a scam. We were going to hit the house andContinue reading “TRANSFERENCE”
At The Heart Of Every Interrogation
Flash Fiction by Matthew Mota After I killed the engine, the smell of burning oil drifted away. The odor was distracting from the beautiful dark blue night sky. However, work always interfered with enjoying the good things in life. A string of robberies were occurring in the city. All the culprits had one thing inContinue reading “At The Heart Of Every Interrogation”
The Closest Thing To Being God
Flash Fiction by Conor O’Brian Barnes “The misery of life is the greatest consolation for death,” the shooter said. “It would be bad to die if it were good to be alive, but since it’s bad to be alive, it’s good to die.” “If that’s how you feel about this shit-show of a world,” DetectiveContinue reading “The Closest Thing To Being God”