A Measure of Guilt

A Measure of Guilt

“Some people can take an amazing amount of guilt before they crack,” Gurpreet said. “Be sure and try the curry. It’s almost hot enough for me.” +++++”And others don’t feel any guilt at all,” Geordie said. “Your garden variety psychopath, the...
The Wing

The Wing

Briar Ridge Sanatorium in Louisiana was a rambling old stone fort-type edifice dominating the surrounding countryside from the crown of a hill and silhouetted against the sky like Castle Dracula. In the old days, before political correctness took its stranglehold on...
Gold in California

Gold in California

Josephine took a deep breath, adjusting her long, ragged poncho, her fingers stiff and cold around the metal beneath its fabric, approaching the two men in front of the solitary hut. +++++“I’m sorry, sir, are you Deputy Browns?” Her voice trembled, her arms hidden...
The Promise

The Promise

As I walked into the dimly lit café, a mysterious envelope with my name on it was waiting on the table. +++++I was startled to see my name on the envelope. It was my first time visiting this café—no one here could possibly know me. But there it was, sitting on my...
The Hit That Wouldn’t Quit

The Hit That Wouldn’t Quit

Mo took his time as Charise struggled. Her legs kicked out furiously, sending plates, glasses and silverware crashing to the floor. Her arms thrashed, alternating between trying to claw out Mo’s eyes and removing the garrot. Then, impossibly, she had a knife and was...