Angle Grinder

By Shane Leavy Wind rose and drove rain against the van with a hollow, rattling roar. Inside, Michael winced. ‘Don’t worry, young fellah,’ said Barry, huge behind a glowing cigarette where he sat opposite, ‘we won’t tell your mammy you got wet.’ Tom huffed smoke in a chesty snigger from the driver’s seat, then droppedContinue reading “Angle Grinder”

Nightfall

By Kevin Reigle Red and blue police lights reflected off the frosted store windows. The snow glowed from the moonlight as it fell on the city park. Onlookers stood behind the yellow police tape near the gazebo, intently watching the officers examine the body. Flashes from the crime photographer’s camera made the crowd uneasy asContinue reading “Nightfall”