Bright Light, Dark Heart

Kevin Wainwright entered Ivor Hawley’s private tent to find him seated at his desk. Kevin wrung his hands, as he knew Ivor’s plans were...

A Lioness in the Den

The Right Reverend Gregory Simon had just arrived in Gomorra, following his quarry. He had doggedly chased every whisper, zigzagging from Kansas to California...

Ballot Counter

“It looks like a pipe organ.” Dave poked the blueprint. It did. Roderick Byre smiled weakly, wiping his brow. Then he spoke with renewed enthusiasm. “The herculean...

The Ballad of Mario Crane, Part 4

Stakeouts. They’re horrendous with a good partner. It’s worse with Bippy gnawing at my dreams. New York was never like this. New York had its problems,...

Old Wounds, Fresh Blood

A While Ago Black Elk tried to relax as his spirit rose from his kneeling body. Exploring the tribe’s new home delighted him, but strange...

Repaid with Interest

Michael Dodge stood on the roof of the First Bank of Gomorra, looking at the office next door. A small glyph was carved on...

Lane Spots the Marks

Ulysses Marks’ day was getting worse. All that stood between him and a noose were the shuttered streets of the North End. Broken boards...