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Getting Even
It winked at her from under a folded newspaper in the back of a Yellow Cab in Manhattan. A black leather cover with gold guilt edges. Interesting enough to make her push the newspaper aside to see more of it, although touching detritus in a public space made her shudder.
By S.M. Santora5 years ago in Criminal
Who’s Mina?
“I’ll give you $20,000 to stop talking to my husband “ “Who the fuck -“ The woman in the doorway shoved a bag in the chest of the other woman
By Jan Flynn5 years ago in Criminal
KAMIDE V. THE BOOK
[The case of Kenneth Kamide has finally been made open to the public for their viewing. The following is a recount of Kamide’s experiences, per his personal journal entries, that we feel are contextual to his current trial. These were extracted from his home as use of evidence. ]
By Victor Torres5 years ago in Criminal
I never Forget A Face
I never forget a face. She tugged on her mask to make sure it covered her nose. She needed to buy a new one as this one had frayed and slipped repeatedly. Veronica grabbed a plate while placing two pieces of toast on the white plate with blue trim, the words Hank's Diner in red on her shirt. The light from the kitchen bright as the warmth from the heat lamp kept the stainless steel hot.
By Jacqueline Brockert5 years ago in Criminal
The clues in the little black book
One day Paul was contemplating why he bought such an old house that needed so much work. Paul went into the attic to see if there was any usable space up there. He noticed some unusual wood work that to his eye, seemed to be pointing to a certain spot under the insulation. He decided to pull up the insulation to look and was surprised to find a little box there. He open the box and inside was a little black book. Even more interesting was the content of the book. The first line said, “successfully follow these clues and there will be a reward at the end of every journey.”
By B. J. C.5 years ago in Criminal
Secrets
“You all are probably wondering why you were invited here tonight.” The elderly gentleman said to the small group of people gathered in the large sitting room. “And we shall get to that in a moment. First, why don’t we go around and introduce ourselves so that everyone knows who they are sitting next to. How about we start with you, Miss…?”
By Kristin Kobolka5 years ago in Criminal
The Deal
New York, January 15, 2008 "So, we have a deal." The excitement in the air was electric as all but one of the five men got up from their seats. From the outside, it looked like any other successful business meeting: stiff handshaking, congratulations, and relieved, yet excited expressions. But this meeting had been different. It would still be months before anything was set in motion, but the decision made today would drastically change the way the world conducted business.
By Isla Berry5 years ago in Criminal
Joy Ride II
“C’mon, one more. Then burgers. Please?” Margrett begged, whispering, as to not wake their potential victims sleeping in the motel. Cindy crossed her arms and set a stance of evident refusal, but then softened.
By Tim Pierpont5 years ago in Criminal
The Chain
A man on the dock was gagged and duct-taped to a chair. Several loops of chain wrapped around him and the chair, disappearing into a coil at his feet. A length of the chain ran to a cinder block sitting on the edge of the pier.
By Darryl Brooks5 years ago in Criminal
Joy Ride
“This is it.” Alice crooned as she ran her hand playfully along the chrome front bumper of the 1973 Volkswagen Beetle, glowing in the moonlight. Molly tried to whistle, but only blew air.
By Tim Pierpont5 years ago in Criminal
How to Survive a Hostage Situation
Was it just this morning that she left? It feels so long ago. She was so calm and I knew she was sad so I thought maybe she would stay. I really wanted her to stay. She even gave me an option. If I could just step out of the house and take her hand, she would follow me back inside.
By Shanna Barton5 years ago in Criminal
Requiem for a Lost Soul
Requiem for a Lost Soul By Scott J. Kramer “What are you doing Sergeant Pepper?” I exclaimed while the leash tugged my phone hand, jarring my view of the latest Facebook post by my ex. The fluffy Pomeranian scratched at the dirt next to a withered looking excuse for a tree he just inaugurated with a canine salute.
By Scott Kramer5 years ago in Criminal