Manhunt
Leaves crunched noisily under foot despite their practiced woodsman experience.
Thriller
The Standoff
Missy’s moon shadow cast long, tail twitching in anticipation; the taste of freshly killed squirrel electrified her whiskers.
The Craftsman
“You see, Detective, I have a little problem with knives.
Davey’s Boat
There was only one bus in town and I missed the last run, its taillights taunting me with the faint spray from the wet wheels.
Broken
It was a slow night, even for a Tuesday.
On the Crest of the Storm
thunderous dark skies
Herb’s Bad Week
Herb was delusional.
Tommy Collects
Tommy Andolini was a brute.
Deus Ex Machina
“Where’s my son?
Shardik
Shardik woke to the high-pitched laughter of the woman and growled quietly to himself.
Let the Chips Fall
Everyone was getting bored and a little stir-crazy.
Descent
JOHN’S RUN John was in the zone.