(Possible triggers.) Jamie let the hot water cascade over him as he stayed under the spray in the empty gym locker room. He religiously followed Fold’s instructions for his personalized training, and pushed himself a little more this time on the rowing machine. His shoulders and arms hurt. He heard… Continue reading
They ended up in downtown Hong Kong, which was like New York on steroids. Cars and people and bicycles and motorbikes and just the sheer amount of them would have overwhelmed Jason, if he didn’t calm himself by assessing the situation for the possibility of having to get out quick…. Continue reading
Jason got his bag from the carousel. Jules already had his, and the two walked over to customs. As they approached, a man in a uniform came up to them. He was tall for a Chinese man, and wore a short cap, his hair short underneath. His eyes were pitch black,… Continue reading
Blake had saved up for this vacation with Scott, because he had hoped to have argued before the Supreme Court and won. However, due to the death of Antonin Scalia, the firm he was working with in DC suggested he wait until a new moderate liberal justice was confirmed. This… Continue reading
Knight sat in the dark, trying to use his feline hearing to listen to what was going on upstairs. All he could hear was voices, but not what they were saying. Then he heard the phone ring. The main door opened, and a chime went off. The phone rang again… Continue reading
“Hi, Diane,” said the sheriff. “Has it been busy?” “No.” She smiled at Knight, who smiled back at her. She blushed. Barry went to the coffee maker and poured some into a styrofoam cup. “Want one?’ he asked Knight. “No, thanks.” Knight looked out the window at the parking lot…. Continue reading
Knight studied the grav-bike, Kitty 2.0, as it lay in the ditch on the side of the snow-covered highway. He hadn’t been in an accident, and he hadn’t done anything to make it fall over like this. It just slowed down in the middle of the snowstorm and stopped. Luckily,… Continue reading
Keith entered the classroom, not looking up at the students as he headed straight for the table near the lectern. “Sorry I’m a little late,” he said, putting his bag down on the table. He pulled out a folder and then looked up at the classroom full of students. Sitting… Continue reading
The crowded boxing ring smelled like a gym and a bar, smoke over sweat. Mike had his glamour belt on, so he looked like a middle-aged Italian man with short black hair and a broad, hairy chest encased in a too-tight shirt. The ring was well-used but the ropes were… Continue reading
Mike watched the woman in the Black Aces skirt and shirt sashay down the corridor, her hips bouncing enticingly. At least they would be to another man, but Mike wasn’t buying it. She glanced back at him to not only make sure he was following, but also to give him… Continue reading