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”
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Taking Care Of Business
Detective Fiction by James Clar Honolulu, 1948 My chair creaked as I lit a cigarette and leaned back to make myself comfortable. I had some foot-dangling to catch up on. I was out of practice. The overhead fan in my office above a pawn shop on Hotel Street did little to blunt the odors fromContinue reading “Taking Care Of Business”
Piece Offering
Crime Fiction by Jon Matthew Farber With one notable exception, the chess players sat at their boards, waiting for the tournament director to announce the start of play. In retrospect, the missing person would have done far better to stay away. The bulk of the hall was set up with long rows of chessboards, chessContinue reading “Piece Offering”
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”
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”
The Beijing Poker Club
Crime Fiction by Frank Sonderborg I had all the equipment ready. My secure Cell Phone. My laptop, 16Gigs of Ram, a good Internet connection. I’d downloaded the Thor browser. I had my VPN, (Virtual Personal Network) working. So, all my net tracks were covered. I sat and stared at the laptop screen and jumped whenContinue reading “The Beijing Poker Club”
What A Buck Will Get You
Flash Fiction by J. David Harper Marie Haddon was sprawled on the floor of the dollar cinema lobby like it was a spa for rich dead people. Dried blood was pooled out for five feet around her head, and Detective Mills walked around it to get a three-sixty of the body. A couple of uniformsContinue reading “What A Buck Will Get You”
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”
The Mystery Of The Dead-As-A-Doornail Author
Crime Fiction by John RC Potter Cornelia Vanstone took great pride in herself in general, but particularly for the following three reasons: her prize-winning gingersnap cookies, a trim waistline despite being in her mid-seventies, and her success as the author of several romance novels, known for their titillating titles and historical settings. Although she hadContinue reading “The Mystery Of The Dead-As-A-Doornail Author”
How My New Life Began
Crime Fiction By Andy Betz He eventually had to come to work again. He knew I was waiting here for him. Where else would he go? I just wish he would not take so long. We had a long night of discussions and decisions ahead of us. He did walk in at 9:15. No moreContinue reading “How My New Life Began”