The Envelope, Pt 7
“What’s your advice, Doctor?” Rainford asked, watching the man casually pull the bullet out of his shoulder. “Stop being a jackass.” “Yes, I was referring to…
“What’s your advice, Doctor?” Rainford asked, watching the man casually pull the bullet out of his shoulder. “Stop being a jackass.” “Yes, I was referring to…
Rainford decided he didn’t like being shot. The ache from the bullet was irritating and the blood from his wound was ruining the only good shirt he had left…
“Never thought I’d see you on a date.” Gemi said, helping herself to Mitzy’s empty seat. “Not a date if you have an angle.” Rainford replied. “What’s your…
Rainford tapped his fork on the silk tablecloth, contemplating gouging his eyes out. He used to like these sort of places before he got fired. Back when he had…
They missed something. Those greenhorns at the station always missed something. Cats dug more thoroughly then the jerk-offs Rainford had trained. Gemi was the…
Rainford might have uttered some words of thanks if he didn’t want to break the heels off her shoes more. He couldn’t say he hated her; she was risking her…
A recluse bloats with bruises Above the note he left on the floor. He chose to choke the excuses of why he couldn’t cope, And address the letter to…
At 12:23 PM, the envelope was posted through Ethan’s letterbox. The noise it made, as it fell to the floor at the foot of the door, was surprisingly loud. So…