THE HAMMER FILES: The Doorstep
A Cold Welcome The cab pulled away, leaving me on a street of broken glass and fractured memories. Alison’s house…
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THE HAMMER FILES: Old Debts Payment Due
Thursday, Erma, Past Due The day had a fog of smog and dust as I waited on the corner. The…
THE HAMMER FILES: An Inheritance of Grief
This hard-hitting pulp-noir is part two of the story “December’s Debt” which you can read , here. December’s Debt. You…
THE HAMMER FILES: My Home My Office
Home at Lost The cab was an old yellow dog, its engine wheezing with every turn. I paid the fare—plus…
THE HAMMER FILES: The Dead Reckoning
The Weight of Silence The roar of the gunshots faded into a silence heavier than any I’d ever known. Rain,…
THE HAMMER FILES: Hit the Streets
A Deadly Gambit From my perch in the war room, my telephoto lens captured the chaos in the room across…