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Frenemies
Kneeled down, I close my eyes for a second. Take in some air, then exhale. I'm too familiar with this moment but for some reason it feels like my first meet. Palms of my hands are sweaty, feet trembling -wont stay planted onto the ground, and i keep getting these brief but weird thoughts where i second guess myself. Probably because I am about to race new kid from Jefferson. Miles Dennis is his name. He's pretty good from what I hear. The story is he's an Army brat that's been running with his dad all his life. He just transferred here from Texas, and supposedly brought along with him a bunch of medals and track records.
By Monasia Sumlin5 years ago in Criminal
BIG SCORE
Tommy, Jake, and Tubs are all good friends. They was young. Fresh out of high school. They live in a rough neighborhood. Surrounded by drugs, violence and sex. They was trying to followed the older guys around the neighborhood.
By Tyrell Marshall5 years ago in Criminal
The Little Black Book Of Murder
In all the years that Lydia Graham had worked for The Philadelphia Police Department, she had never considered that her job as the coroner would take a sinister route… That she’d have to use her skills and her cunning for far darker things than just coming up with a cause of death. Least of all, she’d never thought that she would have to go under her wife’s nose to do it. Could she bear that burden? Could she really pull off such a momentous and heinous act, meanwhile pretending to be the same woman she’d always been? The stakes would be incredibly high and that morning, over a cup of steaming hot coffee, she weighed the pros and cons of ending her father-in-law’s life and considered the reasons he needed to die.
By Bethany Dahl 5 years ago in Criminal
Unlikely Beginnings
Jessica Morgan stood still trying to catch her breath. Her head was spinning out of control, and she felt like she would collapse at any moment. Joe Spencer lay limp at her feet. She did not mean to hurt him, only to protect herself. She knelt with her heart trying to jump out of her chest and placed her fingers on his neck. She could not feel anything. She had never checked anyone for a pulse before and did not know if she was doing it correctly.
By Shirley Meadows5 years ago in Criminal
Its Own Reward
The reward was just icing on the cake. I would have done it for nothing. What kind of person would not turn in a murderer?
By Lori Zabel5 years ago in Criminal
Found Money
The Waffle Shoppe on the corner of Lancaster and 2nd street had been a fixture in the southern California neighborhood for decades. Its grey cinderblock walls were cloaked in dirt and grime, the roof sagged, and the parking lot was cracked and pitted. The neon sign on top of the building flickered weakly, with only the W, S, and one P working.
By Craig Wessel5 years ago in Criminal
LHR
Diplomats are the most voracious and beguiling smugglers of all. The diplomatic pouch, protected by treaties, mystery, and tamper-proof seals, is the corrupt personal shipping tool of the political gangs that run the world. Our Winston Churchill used it to get his Cuban cigars during the War. I scurry through the back rooms and hallways of the beast that is Heathrow, like the spy ramp rat that I am, poking and prodding with the latest technology to help my gang stay on top of all the other dirty, filthy, tricky gangs that lead the peoples of our planet.
By Colleen Martin5 years ago in Criminal
Route 12976
Ellen didn’t know whether to be angry or scared. She had just discovered that her Ex was now delivering papers on her street. This was the latest tactic that he had concocted in his endless stalking schemes.
By Gillian Fraser5 years ago in Criminal
Escape to the Sun
The woman took a cautious puff of the blunt he offered her, and slowly exhaled. “Gosh, that is nice,” she said. “I will buy some. Is it legal here?” She took another puff, and went to hand it back. The man gestured for her to keep it.
By Zoë-Dawn Anderson5 years ago in Criminal
New Beginnings
Steph sighed deeply, as she felt the sea breeze caress her cheek. The familiar taste of salt was in the air as she bent down to pick up a stone. It had been two years since they had moved here, two years of always looking over her shoulder, of trying to keep their identity secret. Marco had a lot to account for. It was thanks to him, and his involvement with drugs, that they had needed to go on the run - a ‘simple’ job gone wrong when the package had been lost. Now she had to pay the price, she and their beautiful daughter Mia. Steph turned back to the sea one final time, and tossed the stone into it; watching it disappear beneath the waves. Reaching up to tie up her brown curly hair, she used her teeth to pull a hairband down her arm, looking listlessly at the deep groove it left in the skin. She bent down to pick up her coat, slung it carelessly over her arm, and headed back to the apartment.
By cathy21155 years ago in Criminal
The Unfolded Truth
Two years. It had been two, long years since we lost our only son, Kaden. He was sixteen years old and was getting ready to move onto the eleventh grade when he'd suddenly disappeared one night. Even though all of his belongings were still in his room the night he disappeared, I refused to believe that my son was truly gone. There was no way that my innocent son who had perfect grades and participated in every sport left this world, who would want to hurt my son?
By Mari Allen5 years ago in Criminal
A Woman, Freed
How do you get blood out of your shoes? That was the first thought that popped into her head after she realized what she'd done. She'd saved up bits of her tip money for weeks to buy them so he wouldn't realize any was missing. Then she told him that a coworker had given them to her because they didn't fit right. She could tell he was suspicious of the story-he always was-but he was too high to devote too much thought to it.
By Ashley Peters5 years ago in Criminal