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The Baby Cradle
Georgia wakes up in the middle of the night. A cloud of smoke wafts in through the open window, ominously. As Georgia checks to see where it’s coming from, she hears the sounds of the neighbours singing songs and dancing on tables, their fireplace roaring. She stretches her body across the bed to close the window, comforted now. Her lumpy pregnant belly presses into her husband, Robert’s sleepy face. He wakes a little and rolls over. “Hello… What up?” he says in a husky voice, “Nothing”, says Georgia. “There was smoke. It’s the neighbours. It’s okay baby, go back to sleep.” He groans: “Bloody neighbours.”
Miranda AitkenPublished 3 years ago in CriminalThe Attic
“ You will love it, it is so full of charm, and history, and mystery!” The agent breathlessly led us through the door of the old farmhouse Jed and I had always dreamed of.
Richard RosePublished 3 years ago in CriminalSabrina's Date
‘Where have all the good men gone?’ Stupid question. The song permeated the bathroom distantly as the singer belted out the chorus. Sabrina was just about sick of listening to that screeching. She opened the window of the bathroom and climbed out.
Ryan McCannPublished 3 years ago in CriminalThe Corduroy Killer
“The Corduroy Killer strikes again” The newscasters voice echoes around the empty storefront, the shop is barren like a dystopian wasteland. Ever since March 19th, 1974 the corduroy industry has come apart at the seams (Literally).
Madison BishopPublished 3 years ago in CriminalPhilatelic Philter
John had worked at the Federal Mint for twenty years. He’d started sweeping floors as a teenager, then moved up to helping the electricians, mechanics and carpenters repair the machines. Those latter years brought him all over the printing plant, to every machine and every trade. The old timers were uniformly pleasant, greeting him as he lugged two heavy toolboxes, walking behind whoever he was assisting that day. They enjoyed seeing a young man with energy and ambition – a hard worker.
William AltmannPublished 3 years ago in CriminalDigital Bloodlust
Digital Bloodlust: Contingent (Business) Interruption *** In a cyber insurance policy, the term contingent business interruption refers to the policy payment for the lost profit and additional expenses due to a business interruption caused by a cyberattack at a supplier of the business in question. It’s intended to cover salaries and rent for office space, as well as to provide relief from lost revenue while a business is recovering from the impact of an attack launched on one of their suppliers by cyber criminals.
Hostage
“Help…” a frail whisper trails through the phone, “I’ve been taken hostage.” The Connecticut police department ignites with frenzy. Phone operator to detective to lieutenant passing information along like small fires lighting each corner of the department.
A rewarding case
The detective closed her little black book, clicked her pen and placed it on top. Clasping her hands together, she leaned forward, her elbows on the table.
Emma WilsonPublished 3 years ago in CriminalIt's All in the Drawings
“Ben, you have to pack a duffel!” His mom said with urgency through the phone. Ben had just found out that he had a distant uncle who had left him an entire estate on one condition, but the lawyer would tell him more when he arrived. A car was on the way to pick him up to take him to the airport, where a private jet was waiting.
Katarina FrazierPublished 3 years ago in CriminalDeath by Deadly Nightshade
Breathless and terrified, Fatima double-checked the lock to her train cabin’s door. Still doubting herself, she checked the lock again. The door is secure you foolish woman, she thought to herself as she closed her eyes momentarily, thoroughly exhausted.
Karen AndersonPublished 3 years ago in CriminalThe Defense
Marcus Thornwood is led into the courtroom from a door to the side, his hands are handcuffed behind his back. He’s wearing a Goodwill purchased suit that his State appointed attorney brought him at the jail earlier that morning. He’s taken to his seat by a tall man in uniform. Marcus sits next to his lawyer as soon as his cuffs are taken off, his lawyer is a run of the mill man, average looks, average intelligence, just very average. His name is Theodore Wright, and unbeknownst to Marcus this is Theodore’s first case. His face is slightly red and drops of sweat line his hairline. The prosecution is full of celebrity lawyers, Danika Andrews, a beautiful, highly intelligent lawyer, in comparison to Theodore, and next to her is Robert Newman, a man who often appears on TV commercials. Marcus only knows them from TV, not familiar with who exactly they are.
Cooper's Black Book
“Holy cow, what’re you trying to do?” Sheri shreiked. “You scared the crap out of me!” She made no attempts to cover her nearly-naked body. Sheri just brushed her long blonde hair out of her face. She’d been dancing in her underwear between the twin beds in her dorm room when she spotted Ashley in the bathroom doorway that separated the suite they shared.
J. G. GourleyPublished 3 years ago in Criminal