Crime Fiction by Lina Chern Macy dreams of the little girl in red again. Old-fashioned pinafore dress, pigtails. Or pigtail. One eye, half a mouth frozen in a toothy grin. Macy only sees half of her, like she is always just around the corner. Today, for the first time, the girl is all there. She’sContinue reading “Macy Walks The Labyrinth”
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Nothing More Fun Than A Little Black Dress
Flash Fiction by Hillary Lyon This little black number is more of a shirt than a dress, Jacklyn thought as she looked at herself in the hotel mirror. She fluffed her voluminous auburn hair, strapped on her Lucite platform sandals, grabbed her over-sized leopard print bag and she was good to go. No jewelry tonight:Continue reading “Nothing More Fun Than A Little Black Dress”
Four Walls
Crime Fiction by John Patrick Nelson They’d been at the restaurant for almost forty-five minutes, when Sonny saw the lady sitting at the bar. “Geez, lookit that. She is fucking incredible.” Carl popped a breadstick. “So? Go talk to her.” “Nahh, my ex is watchin’ me like a hawk. Got a P.I. on me andContinue reading “Four Walls”
Harry’s Game
Crime Fiction by David Mulry “It’s a peach,” Harry said to himself, “an absolute peach!” He muttered the words to no one in particular and reached for the cup. The little café was quiet. Sometimes Polish workers came in between shifts, babbling incomprehensibly. Every now and then a tourist would blunder in, lost. But rightContinue reading “Harry’s Game”
Shadowland
Crime Fiction by Sean O’Leary A fourteen-year-old girl was missing. Candy had taken the call two hours ago. The father, Peter Ling, sounded like he was in agony when he told Candy his daughter had been missing for two days. Missing or lost forever. That was Candy’s job. The missing girl’s name was April. CandyContinue reading “Shadowland”
Yes, Mama
Crime Fiction by London Baker His name was Big Tony and as for me, I was called Al Greco. Big Tony was sort of the boss, you see? He was a big deal back then, though I guess he still is now. But now isn’t that important. Back then is what matters. Back then IContinue reading “Yes, Mama”
Bitter Autumn
Crime Fiction by Scott Kauffman Two Fridays before Thanksgiving, Autumn watched through a rain-runnel windshield as her father hobbled out from under the stone-archway of Lucasville Penitentiary. In his one hand he gripped a small duffel bag. In his other what looked like could have been the same Bible he had with him when theContinue reading “Bitter Autumn”
Someday You Will
Spy Fiction by Tom Milani In 1966, after nearly six years in Hamburg, Richter had gone back to what he did best. An intelligence agency provided him with housing in Virginia. His job was to photograph foreign assets in compromising positions, the agency’s penchant for irony apparently unlimited. The work was sedentary in nature. ToContinue reading “Someday You Will”
Aileen and the Aliens
Crime Fiction by Hillary Lyon “I woke to the sound of dresser drawers opening. Someone was in the far corner of our dark bedroom, riffling through drawers. You were in bed next to me, sound asleep. “Who are you,” I said aloud, sitting up on my elbows. “What are you doing here? What do youContinue reading “Aileen and the Aliens”
The Backstabbers
Crime Fiction by Robb White Tre’Mayne stood there, eyes boxing the room same way he did every time, all five-foot-six inches in raggedy-ass wifebeater and high-tops. Mondair didn’t say a word, just held out his hand for his latest rap effort. Tre’Mayne was a one-man rap machine and he was harder to get rid ofContinue reading “The Backstabbers”