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White as freshly laid snow the sky kissed the ice with a thin blue line. Silver pipelines carrying water snaked above the ice. Scarred orange hovertrains carrying workers and elements crisscrossed the pipes. On Harleys, Security Chief TwoAxes and Detective Hatchett waited at The Piper Junction entrance.“You good Axe?”“Why, we’ve worked with the Bureau on
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Myrtle stood quietly in the CSI office. The sleek gray walls were bare. Storage pods sat unopened. On a bare stainless steel table, there were a satchel. Myrtle turned to the lab tech, a 2000 Sutton model.“May I be of assistance, Chief TwoAxes?”“What’s your name?”“I am a Sutton forensic trained tech—““Please, what do you call
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Fresh as a newly washed linen sheet, Saturn’s moon displayed its white unsullied surface to her. Enceladus, Myrtle was entranced. Her heart beat faster and she turned to her son Django to see his reaction. The nine year old was asleep. Myrtle was tempted to brush the hair from his forehead but stopped herself. She
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“Hello I’m Erica Martin, welcome to Toil & Trouble. Are you currently in the province of Magical Enchantment?”“Yes.” The voice was timid. The client fidgeted in his Norte Dame sweatshirt and khakis.“So what brings you here, Eamon? Have you been in counseling before?” Martin asked.“No, this is all new to me. My people don’t really
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“Okay now open your eyes,” Eddie said.I uncovered my eyes, my stomach flip flopped with excitement. I saw a hideous beetle black eye staring straight at me.I screamed, “Arghhh what the everlasting fuck! Why don’t you know me at all! Get away.” I sprinted to my bedroom shaking. Eddie gave me a parrot.I hate birds.
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With a booming rhythmic whine, the washer had shimmied halfway across the basement laundry room. Sam raced downstairs to investigate the racket, falling halfway down. Cold sudsy water from the slop sink sprayed his face while he wrestled the white behemoth back in place. Dripping wet and black and blue, Sam knew he was a
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The SUV inched through the night. Stu drummed on the dashboard. Ronnie watched for deer and killer potholes. They had only been dating for a few months and every day had been torn from a steamy romance novel. With Stu, Ronnie was a wallflower who took off her glasses loosened her bun and turned suddenly
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It was the worst kind of day to be lost and alone on a mountain, thought the human side of Schuyler. The wolf inside him stirred in its sleep. He inhaled. The air smelt sweet and crisp as a fresh apple. The girl was sweet too. Sweet and sweaty, the girl had been walking in
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Shelves of antique cameras, a row of blind eyes, kept watch over Ina. The old photographic equipment and sepia images were all props, bits and odd pieces that Stefan had purchased for the photo studio to appear cultured and artistic. Ina looked back to her desktop. She didn’t have time for Stefan’s nonsense of missed
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