An insurgent buries his newest creation – a pressure activated IED – under a long, narrow pile of dust and sand. The two slim and shiny slabs of metal lay between two previously charred minivans. He runs away. - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - … Continue reading Monkey Business
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Roadside Daisies
Pete and Melissa stood in the vestibule at Primo Pasta. It was almost time for the big rush. The dinner crowd trickles in before six. They pour in after six. Pete and Melissa knew this; they'd been working here long enough. Melissa prepared the podium and Pete Windexed the glass doors. The podium was Melissa's … Continue reading Roadside Daisies
Battle at the Bodega
"Mister Lowell...Mister Lowell...Mister Low --" "Huh? Sorry, detective." "I need you to answer a few more questions." Mr. Lowell knelt down and put his face in his hands, his knees quickly covered in blood. Sobs. "He's just a kid. I would have just given him some cash if he had put down the gun." "There … Continue reading Battle at the Bodega
Matt DeVirgiliis 