Man I hate bullets. It’s not so much the whole “they kill people thingâ€. I know they do, but I am not afraid of death. We all have to die some time, right? I made my peace with that. The thing about bullets, and I’m sure you’ll agree, is that they hurt. A lot! And…
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Shots in the dark
This is ridiculous. No actually, maybe not. With the way this night has been going, I suppose something had to give. I’d have to be an idiot to expect anything “normal’ to happen. Yvette’s dead, I did not leave the room and I saw no harm in getting it on with a whore. Yeah, seems…
A Certain Interruptus; A Detective's Narrative
I feel the inside of my mouth go dry as the shock sets in. I think I might have dropped the “f”-bomb in my shock. Not that it matters, I mean, you barge into a room and the last thing you expect to find is the quarry you’d surely dealt with earlier. It’s a room…
Thy Will Be Done
Forgive me father for I have sinned, I have sinned against you and my fellow man. I took a life and quite possibly have set the wheels in motion for another to be taken. By association, Father, I have taken two lives. I know it would be asking too much seeking forgiveness, but you are…
The Naked Truth…Albert's Story
My name’s Albert and my honesty will be the death of me. Then again, my name is not really important, but the fact remains, honesty is a bitch and she is out to get me. That is, if the pounding in my head doesn’t finish me off first… or whatever is on the other side…
i did not sign up for this; a detective’s story
I glance at my phone with disgust. If someone said these things were the best thing to happen to the digital world, they would improve our lives… Someone lied. All it’s been doing lately is causing me grief. Like now, for instance. It’s not like I wanted to do this shit in the first place….
The man in the mirror
I look at my reflection, at the man staring back at me. The man I have become. He is a stranger. No recognition there. I look away, pained. How did it come to this? An impulse to break the mirror registers. Briefly. The truth, the sad truth is there is no way I am going…
…my head hurts…
My head’s throbbing. I don’t why. But it is. It hurts like a bitch. How that makes sense is beyond me, I won’t even try to make sense of it. It will just add more weight to the pulsing that’s going on in my cranium. Haha, cranium. I like to use big words. Why settle…
Don't wanna be startin' sumthin, but…
Stories Untold: The One About Jimmy
Jimmy was the kind of person you’d call ordinary. An ordinary guy forced by circumstances to do extraordinary things. He was not an Adonis on any levels, but he didn’t need to be. He had no feelings of self doubt. He was content. Until he saw her. She was the reason people tried a little…