Prologue The mission on the island of Mallorca, located just off the coast of Spain in the Mediterranean, was concluded. A lot of nothing had happened, at least from a perceived observational conclusion by both Dave White, my assigned partner, and me. I’d killed a...
My partner, David, was likely fast asleep in the room we shared, a hundred and fifty feet up from where I played with and inside my ocean. I could not use the lobby, the elevators, or even the stairs to reach that room as the body lying on the far shore would bring an...
ROUGHY Short Story By J. Strauss Holder didn’t engage the man because he had a kid with him, not that the son-of-a-bitch didn’t deserve to be properly encountered in spite of the child. Coffee shops suck in Boston. They aren’t the warm fuzzy places that dot...