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By Seamus O’Leary Jack’s slim form moved through the dancers on the night club floor, like a panther moving through a jungle of flashing lights. Nubs followed, and everyone got out of his way. They entered a door in the back, which opened into a short hall lit by fluorescent lights in the ceiling, andContinue reading “.38”

The Hitman and His Wife

By Gratia Serpento “Goddammit, Arthur. Tell me that isn’t a dead body on my brand new couch.” “That isn’t a dead body on your brand new couch.” He rolled his eyes. “Of course it’s a dead body. Look at it!” “I don’t want to look at it!” His wife, Lorna hissed, wringing her hands. “WhyContinue reading “The Hitman and His Wife”

Hit 50

by Chris Bunton I was locked up in Menard prison, at the medium security joint on the hill; serving time for stabbing a guy in a bar fight, when I got a letter from my cousin in Chicago.The letter read:  “Hey cuz, How are you?  Things are going good up here. Just working and stayingContinue reading “Hit 50”