The Prodigal
“Mr. Mayor,” Rafi lingered near the door. “I’m sorry to bother you, but I have a young gentleman who insists upon seeing you.”
The mayor’s...
Nine-Tenths of the Law
The doors creaked open as Malcolm leaned on them, stepping up into the wide entrance hall.
“Watch your step Miss Morgan; it’s a little dusty....
Behind the Stick
The dimly lit tables of Cooke’s Nightcap were sparsely populated as Forster Cooke stood behind the bar, surveying everything. Across the room, Asakichi wiped...
Double of Nuthin’
Rico’s hands flashed the cards across the table so quick they were a blur, and then slapped one of his powerful hands down on...
For What Ails You
You there, sir! Yes, you! You have a worried look about you. What could possibly be troubling you, my good man? Come, come, over...