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Lacey St. Pierre
It would happen on her birthday. The sudden crash and bang as the front door was breached and dark uniforms flooded in - blinding them with flashlights, screaming incoherently and holding plastic shields up - interrupted the second chorus of “happy birthday” while her best friend carried the personalized cake to the table.
By Kathryn Brown5 years ago in Criminal
Sweet Baby
The grays, why is it every time someone gets abducted or visited it's the gray ones? No reptilians, no three legged or four legged freak of space, it's the gray nerds of the cosmos. Now Alien was an 'alien'! "Get to the choppa! "Billy!! C'mon!" ....loud bangs on the door interrupted the thought process. Michael turned and laid propped up on his hand listening to make sure it was HIS door he heard being hit. Not the best loft apartment but it was cheap and big enough considering the space and location within the city. Something he needed just starting out, even had a small nook overlooking 2nd Ave and Noble. Again another two loud bangs,
By Daniel Robles5 years ago in Criminal
A Person of No Importance
I always lie more convincingly in a red dress. Good thing I was wearing one when the police arrived. And the bloodstains! They would have been positively lurid against the cream-colored Stella McCartney cocktail dress I was this close to putting on the night before. Well, I always have been lucky. If you met me in person, you’d hate me. You really would.
By Denise Shelton5 years ago in Criminal
Mind Control
“Sir, you don’t understand. I’m not mentally capable of doing something like this.” “I don’t care. Just get to it.” I’m struggling to fight it. Trying to escape the control. There’s no way out. His voice rumbles in my head, shaking the world around me as he tries to break down my defenses. He’s trying to make me susceptible to his every suggestion. I’m fighting and fighting, but he keeps persisting. I scream out in pain. “You don’t understand! I can't cope with doing something like that!”
By Jamie Lammers5 years ago in Criminal
Lure
“Okay Baby let me finish shopping and I’ll be home in about thirty minutes.” “Love you.” “Love you too.” Carlton pulled into the parking lot of his favorite specialty store to pick up some caviar, wine, crackers and cheese for a cocktail party he and his wife were throwing the following evening. He moved briskly through the isles gathering the items he needed while avoiding making impulse buys. He was encountered by an older woman in the wine section. She was very open and talkative despite being a little sickly and feeble.
By Cam Rascoe5 years ago in Criminal
The Cursed Film Part 4
I had an uncle, kind of a scumbag, but he always said to deny deny deny! It usually pertained to cheating on his wives or the petty criminal shit he got himself into all the time and the fact my mother had to help him every time. So that’s what I did; deny.
By Michael Z. Atrata5 years ago in Criminal
The Disappearing Island
Bobby Lynn was a genius. An absolute genius, and an evil one at that. He had been set on a path to become the most feared and famed thief in history, just like his father was the most notorious criminal in the industry and his father before him, and his father’s father.
By Yves Lamothe5 years ago in Criminal
The Cottage on the Cliff
I shouldn’t be writing this, it’s just so dangerous. I could always burn the pages when I’m done, but I probably won't. My therapist said it would help me to write it all down. If she only knew. I couldn’t tell her the whole truth, for her own protection. She said she understood, but I doubt it. I was asleep for two days, two! My body ached and my mind was confused, but slowly, all of the memories started to come back. At first it was like a trickle of water, then it turned into a flood, and I was drowning. So maybe this will help, or maybe not. At the very least, it is a good story.
By Floyd Doolittle5 years ago in Criminal
The Wall of the Hurricane
The storm raged around us as we hid in the cove, the cliffs offering limited protection. We’d done this routine before. We had it down to an art form. Batten down the hatches, tighten the main braces, reduce sail, see to the lines. If we had any cargo on deck we’d be making it secure but we don’t have any cargo yet. Cargo comes after the storm.
By Jennifer Knighton5 years ago in Criminal
