Fallen Angels, Part two - Falling From Grace
Chapter one Falling From Grace "Daniel?" "Speaking." "Quinn here." _Inspector Quinn?_I reached for the remote and put _Kind of Blue_on pause. Quinn is one of the few people outside of my family who knows about my unusual condition. He's also chief...
Cry Me a Murder (part six): I Won't be Calling Home, mother - I'm Dead.
"Dude, I'm in trouble." I hesitated contacting inspector Quinn, because I knew he would blow a fuse if I told him about Archie Phelps, and in particular about my involvement in his demise by demon. So I postponed the call until ten thirty, when I knew...
Sea of Stars
He just dumbly stared through the detective with a frozen, doll-like gaze. the detective caught some glass in his hand.
Cry Me a Murder (part eight): Mother Knows Beast
Some detective i had turned out to be. here i was, asking around and trying to ferret out the identity of the killer, while the solution had been in plain sight all along. there never was one murderer: everyone had been working together.
Cry Me a Murder (Part three) The Sun, the Sea and the Silent Scream
"I'm putting you into room 110," said Fernando. "It comes with a wonderful view over the rye fields." The manager was a tall, slender man in his late fifties. His hair was almost silvery gray but with no sign of baldness setting in. Thirty years...
Cry Me a Murder (part nine): The other side of Zero
What had happened to all my ambitions of becoming a private detective?_ i could never put a lid on my demon half, or stop the voices in my head. but i had already come this far, without shifting. or rather, without shifting knowingly.
Cry Me a Murder (Part four) : A Strange Crunching Underfoot
That night I played in the hotel bar. I played the guitar and a local musician by the name of Raymundo joined me on the keys. Going by the impromptu stage name of Sunny Dan and the Rayman, we played a bunch of jazz standards right out of _the Real...
Cry Me a Murder (part five): Tinker, Tailor, Soldier, Demon
The circumstances leading to the death of Jack Tell was the subject of excited conversation and idle speculation around the breakfast buffet. I soon got the impression, he was not well-liked among the other hotel guests and staff. Slater described him...
Paraskepite- Chapter Twelve
Chapter Twelve Joseph sat at his personal computer in his apartment trying to find experts on parasites but so far he had been unable to find a local parasitologist. Most doctors seemed to know a thing or two about them but none specialized in...
Fallen Angels, Part six - Murder in Mind
Chapter Five Murder in Mind The tiny traveling _Circus Mascot_ was part circus and part freakshow, all mixed up. The performers traveled across the country to entertain towns large and small, with their acrobatic acts, freaks of nature and...
Cry Me a Murder (part seven): Only a Scream Away.
Hotel Kisanti was without electricity. The lights were out, the whooshing of the ceiling fans slowed and rattled like the exhale of a dying man. The industrial freezers thawed, endangering the shelf-lives of a thousand dollars' worth of ice cream. The...
Fallen Angels, Part Four - Can you Pet a Phantom Cat?
Chapter Three Can You Pet a Phantom Cat? The bottle of Bourbon was missing from Dr. Gill's office. When I arrived at the hospital, Quinn was staring intensely at the blank spot on the desk, as if he tried to make the bottle reappear by will...