Blood Loyalty and Paradise: Frank’s Peace
Frank’s Peace The memory of the airport blurred, the timeline pulling taut. The cheap paint of our office dissolved, the colors running. Ten years
Frank’s Peace The memory of the airport blurred, the timeline pulling taut. The cheap paint of our office dissolved, the colors running. Ten years
The Poet of Paris “Paris?” Frank Vance didn’t even take his cigar out of his mouth. He just stared at me, the sedan idling in the gray
Over 2 hours and growing: Build a complex maze, feed it enough data, and the shadow in the center just might start to breathe. I’m Jack Hammer and
These Hammer Side Bets are cases I take up on my time off. They are cases of me just helping out friends, cases I end up taking for free, and cases I solve
The city gets quiet in December, but the cold doesn’t just bite; it carries a tab. A debt was written in blood ten years ago, and a lot of people thought
The Deferred Bill The house was dark. Angela and Jackie were asleep, safe in the warm, quiet world I had bled for. But I was in the living room, staring