Author: Greg Burgas

Go. Down an escarpment of limestone to the creek bed. “Go,” a whisper in his ears. Thunder in the background. Wagnerian. Hardscrabble hands on smooth rocks. Rushing water washing mud …

I placed my gun and badge on the table. The commissioner looked at me, shocked. “There’s no need for that, Hulce,” he said. “You have been exonerated.” “I quit,” I …

“Do you have anti-bacterial soap?” “Sure. I got some from Bath and Body Works. Good stuff. Help yourself.” Delilah watched Nikos get up and walk into the bathroom. She had …

The guard looks at you strangely for half a second when you tell him your destination, but then he smiled and explains how to reach it. You walk through a …