Havana Nocturne

Crime Fiction by Russell Thayer Gunselle adjusted her stylish new sunglasses, unshouldered the straps of her new bikini top, and melted into the poolside lounger to let the blazing Cuban sun caramelize her flesh. A green parrot with a smart red bib admired her from the limb of a potted Bougainvillea. Gunselle gave it aContinue reading “Havana Nocturne”

.38

Organized Crime Story 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 inContinue reading “.38”

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”

Releasing The Pain

Crime Fiction by Kevin Hopson I stared at the back of the woman, her coffee-tinted hair resting along her shoulders as she munched on a blueberry muffin. Though I couldn’t see her face from where I sat, I knew it was Lauren. I watched her enter the diner earlier, and she matched the photo herContinue reading “Releasing The Pain”

Amber Dream

By Melissa R. Mendelson The rain poured down on the Town of Chester as cars drove along Route 17M. People scurried into the supermarket, movie theater, or other stores in the shopping center as others stood by the bus stop and watched the rain fall. Further down the road was the Chester diner where aContinue reading “Amber Dream”

The Killer: Rowan’s Debt

By Thomas Falater The call came at 3 p.m. “Hello. Moss Plumbing,” Harold answered. “I have a customer for you. He’s got a leaky pipe that needs fixing.” “Yes, sir. I can do that for you. Shall I schedule you for a service call tomorrow, or does it need to be fixed right away?” “RightContinue reading “The Killer: Rowan’s Debt”

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”