THE HAMMER FILES: Jack Misses the Mark
The Unseen Signs The cold night air followed me back to my office. The familiar smell of dust and old…
The Unseen Signs The cold night air followed me back to my office. The familiar smell of dust and old…
A Trail of Letters The wooden box sat on my desk, a time capsule of a life I’d only half-lived….
Case Point: A New Perspective The old city was a ghost in the rearview mirror. I watched it fade, the…
Case Point: The Clinic The clinic, “Hope Springs Eternal,” was the only one in the phone book. I found it…
Case point: The Coroner After concluding with the tired Officer at the Oakmont police station, I was directed to the…