Crime Fiction by Trelaine Ito “This is a bad idea,” I said, aloud, to myself. I was right, of course. I shouldn’t be in the woods to begin with, at least not this late and especially not alone. My father taught us to go out in pairs. Always. I generally don’t like the night. There’sContinue reading “I Thought I’d Play Detective.”
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The Laundress
Crime Fiction by Russell Thayer “I don’t like costume parties,” said Gunselle. The beefy thug sitting across from her had demanded an emergency meeting through her discrete answering service. She’d chosen an Italian restaurant on Powell. The place would be crowded at lunchtime, but this didn’t feel like a setup. “Wear it anyway. Boss’s orders.”Continue reading “The Laundress”
Howth Head
Speculative Fiction by Frank Sonderborg Lupo stood on Howth Head and watched the red sun as it headed west to the Americas. There was a biting cold in the Howth tangy sea air. He looked down upon the grave of Philip Parris Lynott and thought of his Papa. His Papa had raised him with storiesContinue reading “Howth Head”
When Sweaty Betty Met Bungee Cord Bob
Crime Fiction by Hillary Lyon “Betty?” The man asking her name stood behind her in the grocery store check-out line. Betty ignored him as she dug through her pocketbook for her debit card. “Excuse me,” the man persisted, “but aren’t you Betty?” She finally looked at him. He was short with thinning dark hair, andContinue reading “When Sweaty Betty Met Bungee Cord Bob”
The Bokeh Effect
Crime Fiction by J. Marquez Jr. On Sunday, May 2, 1993, the stage curtains parted early in the morning. An uninvited Toyota Corolla with two bald heads inside demanded everyone’s attention like a maestro, when it screeched to a halt, blocking several parking stalls on the south side lot of Kellogg Park. The squealing ofContinue reading “The Bokeh Effect”
Spellbound
Speculative Fiction by Adrian Fahy Written in blood-red ink, the B- goaded me from the corner of the page. It wasn’t the result of an in-class test, but a mark of my dwindling future. B for barrister, a career too prestigious for underachievers. B was also for St. Bartholomew’s, the hellhole I called school. It’sContinue reading “Spellbound”
The Snake And The Weasel
Crime Fiction by Thomas Koperwas A snake and a weasel were fighting with one another inside a house.. * Jewels, the gangland chief, threw open the doors to the hideout and unceremoniously escorted in a slight young man limping with a gunshot wound to his leg. “Boys!” he proclaimed to the grim-faced men gathered aroundContinue reading “The Snake And The Weasel”
No Job For An Old Man
Crime Fiction by Bern Sy Moss “I’m lying on a bed of snow and haven’t any idea why. I seem to have lost my jacket. My head is throbbing, the throbbing accompanied by a severe pain in the back of my head. I force my hand up to where I feel the pain and makeContinue reading “No Job For An Old Man”
Lights Out
Crime Fiction by Alex Finch As a lighting technician, I notice a lot of things about light in general. Like how it can change the scheme of an entire room. Everyone thinks it’s score, it’s dialogue, it’s this, it’s that, no. It’s the light. The dark colors, the backlighting, subtle red tinting, nothing too strong,Continue reading “Lights Out”
The Bayshire Butcher
Crime Fiction by Mick Rose Far from Marvelous mid-June Midnight fell on Puddingstoneshire, England. The dank fog wall that straddled the coast for hours now swept across the bay, swallowing the docks before blanketing the shire. Padded Skullcandy headphones cupping her teenaged-ears, a second bump of Molly bouncing through her happy brain, oblivious Becky BonnerContinue reading “The Bayshire Butcher”