A New Law

For the first time in hours, the streets of Gomorra were quiet. But this was a new kind of quiet. With Montreal, the quiet was...

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...

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...

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...

Blood in the Dust

Wendy Cheng, formerly known as Xiong, slumped against a hitching rail and surveyed her shadow cast by the midday sun. She traced the outline of...