Dave awoke squinting at an unfamiliar light fixture.
He had no idea where he was. For the first time today – or was it tomorrow now? – he didn’t even have a clue. His arm still hurt, but he noticed now it was wrapped in a tourniquet proper. He wonder...
Posted on August 21st, 2019
Julia fired. Dave didn’t see where the shot went, but he could hear it ricochet. Julia was already hopping over the bar to run after him. "Wilkins!" he heard her call.
He had barely left the place. The bell jingled madly as he barreled through the doo...
Posted on July 17th, 2019
"She stole my wallet!" Dave shouted.
Kara stopped just before she disappeared from Dave's view altogether, whipped around in his direction, and said, "What the fuck are you doing here?!"
"What are you doing here?! Give me back my wallet! And for Pete...
Posted on June 9th, 2019
He couldn't be picky, he supposed as he pushed open the door. Above him, a bell jingled. In front of him was an oak-colored labyrinth of tables and chairs, and at the very end of it stood a dog washing out a shot glass.
He was not at any sort of hosp...
Posted on May 3rd, 2019
It was getting very hard for Dave to ignore the pain. His once-blue tie was now very purple. He thought it was awfully resourceful of him to avoid bleeding out with it, but he was pretty sure he was on the verge of fainting from the heat alone if he di...
Posted on April 26th, 2019
Kara reviewed what she had been able to bring from the Schadenfreude. She'd thrown the parachute and its harness into the flaming wreckage of the ship, just to be safe. She had her ray gun, and thankfully, plenty of energy for it. That wasn't always a ...
Posted on April 3rd, 2019
Kara Gutierrez was a great many things. Two years on the run got you used to a lot of different work in a very short time. Hijacking, robbery, espionage, arson, and even jaywalking. But not murder - never murder. Her grandmother would have frowned upon...
Posted on March 25th, 2019
Dave opened his eyes. He had closed them for fear of his impending death. He knew that he would look a little cooler if he died with his eyes closed. And also, he was scared shitless.
But he wasn't dead.
But Kara was a receding dot up ahead. And ther...
Posted on March 7th, 2019
He had to stall. He needed time to think. Maybe he could get her talking. They were closing in on the desert hamlet (more of a desert cottage, really) far too fast.
"So what's your story? How'd it come to this?" he asked her.
He couldn't see her fac...
Posted on February 28th, 2019
Dave swiveled cautiously. Sure enough, between plumes of smoke, he could make out a city. Well, more like a town, if you wanted to get technical. Its skyline barely rose over the dunes it contrasted. But there was still plenty of space to get lost.
Wh...
Posted on February 17th, 2019
