Cylus suspects something

“What do you mean Micky ain’t coming?” Cylus growled. Spots cringed as a fleck of spittle landed on his cheek. Around them several mechanics paused in their work to stare. “He had a chat with Sicero this morning. Real quiet like,” Spots replied. “I don’t know nothing else!” He put some space between the former … Continue reading Cylus suspects something


The Pointed Finger

Caroline glanced behind them as they walked down the street. She felt like all eyes were on her, judging her, wondering what she was doing in the company of a strange man. “Relax, Caroline,” murmured Micky under his breath. She looked up at him. He appeared completely sedate and relaxed. She forced her eyes straight … Continue reading The Pointed Finger