By Dick Johnson Sweat dripped down his face as he watched his house. This wasn’t the first time she had cheated and it certainly wouldn’t be the last. But, it would be the last time she cheated on him, with this guy. Wind blew through the trees above him, cooling him slightly. It was summerContinue reading “Thou Shalt Not…”
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Harvest Season
By Amanda Eiden Three swift kicks is all it takes for Otis to break down the front door. It cracks from the hinges and hits the floor with a snap. Jackson and Dewey step inside. Their feet in sync. Cool air. Soft television static. Popcorn pops from the stove. Otis glances around before stepping inside.Continue reading “Harvest Season”
The Price of Extraction
By Monique Berkin Darius pulls at the thread of a musty wool blanket, and it unravels, pooling on the grimy floor. His life is also unraveling sooner than he predicted. His older brother Kane’s frantic call came four hours, seven minutes, and three seconds ago. Get out! Leave everything and meet me at the abandonedContinue reading “The Price of Extraction”
Nicole and Julia: Death at Poolside
By Andy Betz “The brochure says the Williams Aquatic Center houses a full sized Olympic swimming pool, bleachers, separate locker rooms and showers, and ample parking for up to 500 spectators. The hours today are from 8am to 10pm which includes lifeguard and CPR classes from 10am to 1pm and free swimming for the restContinue reading “Nicole and Julia: Death at Poolside”
No-Kill Shelter
By Brenda Kilianski Woman Found Strangled in Uptown Apartment August 19, 1997. Dateline: Chicago. Diana Charlton, 29, a Loop-based attorney, was found strangled in her apartment in the 900-block of West Argyle. While police have no definitive suspects, a spokeswoman for the department noted similarities between the murder of Ms. Charlton and another murder fourContinue reading “No-Kill Shelter”
Sad Day
By Dick Johnson It was a sad day in a house full of assholes, and I was dying. It wasn’t always sad, like it wasn’t always daytime, but they were probably always assholes. It was a house in St. Louis. It was one of those slum houses. I’d tell you where, but no one reallyContinue reading “Sad Day”
Hard Case
By Glen Bush The wooden screen door slammed shut sending a rickety echo through the tavern. The two fans sitting at each end of the hand-made, but not well-made, bar did little more than disperse the muggy, August air. It was St. Louis and August, nothing more needed to be said. The smiling barfly atContinue reading “Hard Case”
My Wife’s Brother
By Steven James Cordin I woke up with Joe’s gun in my face. I rolled over on to my side and shut my eyes. “Whatever it is, can it wait till after I have some coffee?” “You ruined my life!” Joe screamed. “You are a dead man!” I opened my eyes again. The clock onContinue reading “My Wife’s Brother”
Jane Doe #13
By Don Thompson Not every killer is all in.Some drop the bloody weaponand run (not far)without stopping to wipe off fingerprints,as if wanting to be caught. Some sit down and wait for the cops. Some saran wrap their victimsand freeze them—clingers who discard nothing.Or want time to decidewhere to expose the meatand let it thaw.Continue reading “Jane Doe #13”
Jaws of Fate
By Melekwe Anthony “Have you felt fear? Have you heard your heart in your ears and a sudden impulse to lie, hide or run; that you know what is coming and can not prevent it? Staring down the barrel of a gun is not fear, Doctor. “Yes…I’m. I understand.” “Watching your son get pulled awayContinue reading “Jaws of Fate”