The gatherers just stood around and watched the young woman suffering as their brains were being pickled by stupidity.
Kimber then started scanning the length of the train station platform and the parking lot looking for any trace of a witness. It was very early in the morning, and the streets were empty and the .....
A young teenage black boy from a drug plagued neighborhood would probably get lost in the shuffle. Chambers wanted to give that boy a voice. He was hoping something would ...........
Chambers glanced back over to the derelict, who seemed to be enjoying the interrogation. The smile on his face seemed exaggerated which suggested amusement. It was so difficult to comprehend the......
With the exception of the baby monitor, there were no other means for summoning help. There were no buttons to push, no emergency cords or intercoms. There was no dialing 911, and because she was hard
Sister Teresa Keller was just as startled as King when she walked into the kitchen and saw the teenager standing there holding a gun to her face. For King it was an involuntary reaction that made him
William Washington swallowed hard. He moved his head into the apartment just a bit, but still had enough to keep the conversation with O'Brien going. He snapped his fingers as if trying to recall some
O'Brien knew that somewhere deep down inside him, he could handle a drink. He never truly believed he can go on with his life in the state of sobriety. If he planned to drink after weeks out of rehab,
Chambers knew that every visit to the autopsy room reaffirmed a detective's need for a mental buffer between the living and the dead. The freezer held more than a dozen bodies just waiting for the dis
The sheriff was a good guy, he treated everyone who came into the building with respect, and all the faces had names. He knew them all. It was a different world from the hard streets back home.
He would not bargain with God for his life, because it was what he deserved for killing over a hundred men in battle. He saw flesh pop and explode as their blood sprayed all over the fresh greenery...
Rubbing her face, she rattled, “I swear Nick, even now I wanted to put my fist through his dead face. For years he manipulated me, beat me.......
A young woman turned into the alley and screamed, not from pain or love loss, but from the sheer shock of seeing a dead man on the ground with a chord wrapped around his neck. She dropped her shopping
Shelton only remembered the nausea that plagued him several weeks ago, but that had not lasted for too long. He didn't remember the last time he put something in his stomach, but he wasn't hungry eith
However, the assistant reached the window just in time to scream in horror, then watch the judge helplessly fall toward the ground silently, twisting and arms flailing as he grew smaller with the plun
The sister raised her head and looked toward the ceiling. She turned slowly and walked toward the door. She stopped and started shaking. “Even though this is the slummy part of town, and my sister was
O'Brien didn't stop and stare, but he saw enough to notice a back tattoo and huge ass-cheeks that look like they were fighting each other for supremacy.
Eventually, as facts began to get in his way, the accused story changed. He suddenly remembered, for instance, that a stranger had at one point opened the trunk of the stolen car and had shown him a z
There were no witnesses, no motive, but still there was a body on the floor. After the stabbings the man was dead, and then dead some more with the gun shot blast. One of the uniforms sat on the bed..
The clerk saw gray death staring out of the mask. It was an odd look. It was as if the grim reaper stood before him, waiting. The clerk's eyes broke when he tried to return the gun man's stare.
He was still riding parallel to streams, under the moon, among the naked leafless trees that seemed to bow when he drove by. A new feeling moved through him, it was cold and final, but he fought through it. He had to...
Kimber had this blind urge to run, seek light, and to just get the hell out of there, but she couldn't. The darkness felt like chains and it bounded her in place. The room around her seem to expand and close in on her...
. He was trapped in his own nightmare. The cobweb of fear kept him stuck in one place. He was speechless and felt remorse, but his mind kept thinking of ways to clear his name. He wanted to be a good cop, not a killer....
"Mommy is it safe to come out?" Joshua cried. The voice was piped and wavered, never quite on key. O'Brien pushed passed Marge and walked toward a back room. There was a pad lock on the door, and a chain...
He was planning to rob the 24 hour convenient store on Grassy Hill Lane, but his nerves kept him close to the walk in coolers. The soda bottles were sweating, but not as much as he was. he was planning his next move...
A voice of despair rang out from the basement's darkness. That voice shrilled and echoed through Chambers' subconscious mind. His brain was rattling like a ping pong ball being shot across the table by two professionals...
The firefighters moved the body of an eighty year old man who lived on the third floor and died in bed. There were no windows, and poor ventilation. It was almost a guarantee that the smoke killed him before the fire...
That small piece of goodness tried to stay with him as it spoke to him with surprise and disgust, but there wasn’t enough to control the hatred. The monster that was growing inside him really never understood...
Sweat poured down her face, broke over her thin jaw, and drained down her neck. Her hands were trembling and the veins popping up as she tried pulling against the constraints. She held her breath while trying to fight...
Kimber knew that if she’d dug up some information on many of the dead, she would find some history in the computer, which can scan city arrests going back several years. But there would be nothing exceptional to...
The cook leaned back against the pantry wall, his heading spinning like a child’s top. His fear thickened as the chained ghost approached. There was an odd wind picking up. It lifted his hair like static, which...
Either from the force of the rape or from her own efforts to escape the woman rolled off the side of the bed and onto the floor. There was a small amount of blood splatter on the lower side of the box spring. She was...
A home invasion, that was clear, His dear wife was found on the top stair, Sprawled on top of dried blood, She was cold and stiff as a stone, As sorrow rose up in him like a flood,
Later that evening, Porter Hurst arrived at the chapel wagon in a state of great agitation and told Father Mason Richards he absolutely had to make a confession immediately. Hurst sat down in one of two chairs that were...
The burly man laughed and slapped a large hand on the table, knocking over the glasses, and the half empty bottle of whiskey. “Come on; don’t let that red devil scare you. Say what you mean, he won’t...
She thought her heart was riding low to the ground, but it wasn’t. It was blood pouring out of a hole from her chest. Then she heard another crack, and that was when she felt heat penetrating her skull. Freed from...
There was a sense of movement, and then a rush of reality chilled her to the bone. Bodies were stacked on a park bench like driftwood. Her thoughts descended deeper and deeper into cold darkness. She had begun to doubt...
Finding her murderer ended without even a dying fragment of hope. The reality was simply pale, starved and weak. The case would never go cold, but it would remain open long after Chambers was soaking in his pension.
Jimmy Williams saw a pair of legs buckling in slow repetition and a glimmer of hope lit up in his eyes. He watched the paramedics struggle as they began working a device that greatly constricted the blood flow to the...
Hoping and wishing. His mind was still veiled in a gray haze. He couldn’t remember the past. He couldn’t remember their childhood. It was all in a dark cloud. The laughing and joking was not there. The...
right from the defense chair, no remorse, not a care, and everything she said, just hung in the air,
while the casket stood in the center, dominate of course, exerting a certain centripetal force.
"This was the cause of his demise," he said. " Man’s got a hole in his head and life just poured out. The poor bastard.."
The human female was tougher then he thought, she battled as if victory is what she sought, the vampire smiled at her,
The Vampire stood at viewpoint gazing at the stars, they were utterly still-cold...
A gleam of satisfaction radiated from the Vampire’s eyes, but only for a moment, then came the thunderous cries,
It was hard to look at the graceful elegance of that charming little home and believe something so horrible happened inside.
Nick PT Barnum was getting closer and he knew that, but he had a powerful drive. It was almost like an addiction. He had to kill.
There was an unmistakable expression on the stranger’s face. Pure, murderous hate.
It was during the winter freeze, through the soft breeze, he heard the slightest sound, of a shovel breaking solid ground, spirits flew by, and ghosts stood around, watching the angels cry,