Royal Treatment (#27)
“Dr. Boston, I presume?” The attendant checks her clipboard, but the doctor brushes past impatiently. “How about we deal with the technical stuff after I…
The Halls of Knowledge
We walked down the corridor. Each wall was in fact a book shelf, so high the ceiling was shrouded by dark shadows. Ancient tomes of leather and cloth spines…
Not Getting Warmer
Crowded streets all cleared away one by one Ravi opens the door, a bottle of something potent and wicked clenched in his hand. The scent drifts passed…