Pancho Castillo

Since arriving in Gomorra, Pancho Castillo had been sparking a soiled dove who went by the name of Natalie. Natalie had soft, golden ringlets...

Faith and Fear

“Forgive me. Can’t remember the last time I was in a church, let alone confessed anything. Somethin’s weighin’ on me, though. Whole passel o’...

Auto-Revolver

“Actually Mr. Healey, it’s rather simple,” Elander Boldman explained once again, quite proud of his creation. “It has a small clockwork engine inside. Unlike...

Doyle’s Hoyle

Steele Archer caressed the leather of the book. The “H” on the cover glowed slightly as his fingers passed over it, illuminating the dark corner...

Double Dealin’

Ivor rose as the man entered his private tent. “Mr. Byre, or should I call you Mayor Byre?” Ivor shook his guest’s hand and smiled. Both...