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...

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...

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....

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...

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...