Marian surveyed the work with a skeptical squint. The innards of the long, wide barn had been gutted, sheathed in ceramic tile and stainless steel giving the impression they were inside a milk tank truck. Large halogen orbs were suspended from the ceiling making it so bright, the older woman’s Progressive lenses had darkened a [...]
“Is it bad?” “Every person’s idea of what is bad is different.” A light laugh. “True. But you didn’t answer the question. Is it bad?” “Could be worse.” A brief pause. “But if I must, it’s about eight on a scale of one through ten, ten being intolerable.” “I’m sorry.” “Sorry? Why?” “Sorry for you. [...]
Continued from [here] She lowers the boxes, sight unseen, releasing the grip when the bottom rests on the crate. Except it’s not centered. If she fully lets go the entire stack will tumble. Boxes filled with “art” and “letters” and “numbers” will spill and be ruined once they rest upon the rain drenched grass. But [...]
M’chelle swaggers under the weight of the boxes she carries, her head poking from the side as the load she carries is as tall as it’s heavy. Once she clears the cemented walkway and her feet smoosh into the rain soaked loam, she moves even slower. The ordinary walk of less than a minute has [...]
[Part One] Straightening, she held the paper up over the roof top, out of the shadows. Not a receipt but rather an order slip. McDonald’s. Fillet-o-fish, fries, iced tea. Time stamped within the past ninety minutes. “Monte, where does she work?” Zoe called to her partner. “Phone company over on eighth,” the thinning haired man [...]
Monte was chalking it up as another hit and run. The evidence was there – skid marks, a crumpled bumper, a bit of Cadillac gold paint stuck to the Black Jetti’s chrome bumper. Detective Zoe Archer wasn’t as convinced. She still hadn’t heard back from dispatch, but her guess was that the bumper was a [...]
