Crime Fiction by Lissa Muir No matter what you think of me, you can’t deny I’m not like the other guys. I’ve worked hard to get where I am. I have a BA in finance, for instance, and graduated with a 4.0 GPA. Others were educated, too, but they were social outcasts with sub-par gradesContinue reading “Teddy As In Bear”
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Holding The Bag
Crime Fiction by J. David Harper My money was on the fat guy in the tracksuit, but the brunette with the diamond stud earrings and the Louis Vuitton bag swore he didn’t show up until after the shooting. Besides, she said, she saw the whole thing and the shots came from the other direction, soContinue reading “Holding The Bag”
Making A Call
Crime Fiction by J. Marquez Jr. The second he put eyes on the silver Honda Civic with the words, WASH ME, scrawled across the blanket of dirt that covered its rear window Chico made the call he’d been making since childhood. A series of cracks that looked more like the webs under Spiderman’s armpits grewContinue reading “Making A Call”
The Night Before Larry Was Stretched
Flash Fiction by Frank Sonderborg We sat on Larry’s prison bed and reminisced about our Special Ops glory days in the Army Wing.” “Why?” I finally asked Larry. He smiled through his ugly shattered face. Larry always had, serious fucking issues. But now he was sitting on death row. Because of a hurried emergency hangingContinue reading “The Night Before Larry Was Stretched”
Bleach
Flash Fiction by Jason M. Tucker I’m not a criminal. Well, maybe a little if you judge me by the literal definition of one. Or when you look at some twisted things I’ve done. It’s not that I’m sick. The world’s sick. And I need to visit violence on people before I can sleep. CleanContinue reading “Bleach”
Where’s My Car
Crime Fiction by Andrew Ricchiuti I don’t know whether I heard the noise or felt the vibrations first. I was in bed. My bedroom is above the garage. The noise sounded like my garage door opened. “Your garage door is opening,” the smart device announced. “An unauthorized opening.” A little late but better thanContinue reading “Where’s My Car”
Most Likely To Succeed
Flash Fiction by Boyd Blackwood An avid insomniac Internet fact-hunter, he learned how two Dutch security geniuses hacked a way to open S•••••-brand RFID-based keycard locks covertly. The S••••• system is used in three million doors in 13,000 properties in 131 countries. Including this mid-range mid-western Ramada where now, six floors below him in theContinue reading “Most Likely To Succeed”
The Sun Never Sleeps
Flash Fiction by Michael Tyler Paul and I were like brothers. Better than brothers, we were like twins. People would say we’d been separated at birth, that’s how close Paul and I were. Every school day we’d laugh and scowl together, every evening we’d terrorize the neighborhood, every summer we’d head down to the beachContinue reading “The Sun Never Sleeps”
The Fine Print Changes The Game
Crime Fiction by David Calogero Centorbi In this business, there are two types of Hitters. First, no women, no children. Second, if the price was high enough, they would hit their mother. Truth is. I hated my mother, but I can’t think of a price I would’ve accepted to end her. So when the contractContinue reading “The Fine Print Changes The Game”
Heaps
Crime Fiction by Robert Wofford “I ain’t sure about this, Sheriff,” Deputy Barker said. “You gonna just knock that door down?” “You got a problem with it?” Sheriff Lowe said. “It’s a fuckin’ trailer at Starlight Trailer Park. A fuckin’ heap of shit in the middle of nowhere. Even God’s forgot about Starlight Trailer Park.Continue reading “Heaps”