The rain was starting to spit as Alex parked her car. Exiting swiftly, she pulled her coat closer around her and kept her keys in her hand. Reaching the front step, she rang the doorbell twice in succession and counted…...
Rosie hurried through the morning sun to the lawyer’s office. The brick building looked dated especially with the white columns out front. It looked so contrived, theatrical almost. The building looked as if it should be down south and not…...
“So what’s the plan?” Violette asked, a note of irritation in her voice. “See where it leads us,” Ameera said simply. Her gaze remained fixed on the eerie and concealing mist, as if she could penetrate its depths with her…...
A streak of pink was pushing underneath the clouds. Claudia and Jackson had made it to the overpass. They were safe. She hadn’t accounted for the wind, though. It was determined, gusty. Strong enough to make them both shiver. It…...
Sc2 ‘Back and loving us out of necessity,’ Sara thought, sucking her tongue hard against her top teeth. ‘So I had to nominate somewhere to stay or go into holding cells until my hearing,’ Amy continued. Too matter-a-factly, Sara thought.…...
Brigid stands beside Siobhan on the stoop in front of number fourteen, Kings Street North. Slivers of cracked black paint from the Georgian door peel and fall on the icy air to the ground. She stamps to stop the cold…...
