The Place: New York City, Hell’s Kitchen The Time: 1941, August World Events: Europe is under the thumb of the Nazis, Japan is running roughshod over China and the Far East. The USA is ostensibly neutral, but It’s only a matter of time before she is drawn...
Chapter 4 The Present... A Trash Dumpster "Rambo, I'm in," I broadcast to my partner while reveling in the cooler air flowing from the room I'd just spent two very hot days and nights tunneling into. The WHOOP! and YEE-HAW! I got in response was deafening...
Chapter 1 The Present... A Trash Dumpster, New York City "Rambo to Sugar Tits. Rambo calling Sugar Tits. You awake Sugar Tits? This is your wake up call." "Yeah, I'm awake Rambo," I groaned. Rambo's irritating, nasal whine wasn't something I wanted to wak...
Telling her mother she was meeting a guy for coffee wasn’t untrue in the least. Said guy knowing there was a meeting on the other hand? Different story. Telling his wife he was giving Frankie a ride to meet this guy and then go off to spend some time alon...
On their way to the abandoned cabin, a stop was made for Plan B in which Bill quipped to her, “You really should just use birth control and be done with it.” In response, he received a scoff, and the subject being ignored when she returned. Conversation w...
The motel where Scott and Frankie had their initial rendezvous was the choice made for sleeping arrangements that night. Per the recommendation of Bill’s friend, they slept out while he performed clean-up duties. “Amanda’s coming home tomorrow. You sure y...
A middle-aged occupant, a petite blonde, and a greasy criminal stood in a living room after midnight. It could have been mistaken as the set-up for a bad joke, but the unfamiliar territory did not amuse Bill in the slightest. “Dante, why are you here?” Fr...
Scott’s mouth opened and twitched without a single sound. His confused leers between his co-worker and recent lover in said co-worker’s jeep left him unaware of where to even start. “What… what the hell’s going on here?” Scott asked. “Son,” Bill started,...
Day five was here, but three pounds of unsold product remained. Since the incidents in Mark’s apartment and after, barely any conversation occurred between step-daughter and step-father. Enough to indicate she needed to make drop-offs or to nightclubs for...
The hinges holding their hideout’s door rattled as it flew open and rebounded. She stormed in, threw down two black gym bags filled with cash and kept it moving. “Ginger. Ginger!” her partner strolling behind with three more bags exclaimed. “What! What is...
Detective Erica Vargas wore her gender like a uniform. She looked at the younger woman across the table. The faint gulp told as much as the perky yellow sweater with bright greek letters. Vargas's favorite tell was the makeup marred from a night in a cell...
A work assignment had pulled Sai into going to a country that was starting to prosper but riddled with crime. The country that Sai was in led the world in murder rates and was a hotbed for all kinds of debauchery. Not trusting the drivers, Sai drove his...
Wheels. I'm as choosy about wheels as women these days. Wasn't always that way. While I can drive pretty much anything with an engine, I've found I only truly enjoy that thunder beneath the hood. The rush when pedal meets floor, beating through every bone...
The fact of the matter was that Lenny was gone forever and there was no chance of him ever fucking a deal up again. I knew that and Ramon knew it and a handful of our handlers back east knew it, but most of the connected guys around town had no idea of wh...
The whole rental business of the pleasure boats was in its own way a scam for the owners to get access to the guests' personal details. That allowed their customers to win the free chips for gambling that might send them to the tables in an unscheduled si...
