Burned Images, Part II
_Richard_ “We're not friends," the voice at the other end repeated. “Aren't we, really?" Rich huffed, “We've known each other for more than a decade now. Worked on twenty-four separate cases together, and now it turns out we're not friends?" “You're...
Burned Images, Part I
_Owen_ Owen Jones wasn't a hypochondriac. But when he didn't get a single minute of sleep for the third time in a row, he started to worry. He knew insomnia was a thing that people got, but he had no idea it could be so sudden, or so strong that he...