Protocol Six: Chapter Twenty-Seven
“…Dad? It’s me…” “Jesus… honey, I feared the worst. I’d almost resorted to praying.” “Ah– ! God… Daddy, don’t make me laugh; it hurts…” “How… Read More »Protocol Six: Chapter Twenty-Seven
Rust: Chapter Twenty-Three
“You were in the Army, weren’t you?”, the old lady smiled, pouring a cup of tea. Pike accepted it gratefully and inhaled. He had never… Read More »Rust: Chapter Twenty-Three
Rust: Chapter Twenty-Two
“Stover, tell me,” he said. “You do your job, right? I don’t mean to accuse; just asking. It’s a legit strategy.”
“Yeah? So?” the cop said, squinting.
“So. You ever run into a situation where someone didn’t want your job to get done? Maybe someone important?”
Protocol Six: Chapter Twenty-Six
What looked like a pile of scrap on wheels, but apparently far from dead, ground on its abused rims to a gentle stop at the… Read More »Protocol Six: Chapter Twenty-Six
Antark: Chapter Twenty-Two
“Anthony, has anyone tried hailing that thing yet?” “That was the first thing we tried,” Captain Nweke said. “No response yet; we may not have… Read More »Antark: Chapter Twenty-Two
Rust: Chapter Twenty-One
“Hey! What’s this?” “Oh, hi!” May smiled, looking up from the row of samples on the table. “You’re up late.” Mariah shrugged. “Too hot to… Read More »Rust: Chapter Twenty-One
Protocol Six: Chapter Twenty-Five
The driver stuck to the alleyways as much as possible; it provided slightly better cover and minimized the risk to any bystanders. But ahead, a… Read More »Protocol Six: Chapter Twenty-Five
Antark: Chapter Twenty-One
In the deep twilight it wasn’t much more than a silhouette, but it was clearly military. McGee studied it through one lens of a set… Read More »Antark: Chapter Twenty-One
Rust: Chapter Twenty
Burke whistled his approval, looking around the opulent office. The constant struggle to survive might have ended once one found their way Inside, but this… Read More »Rust: Chapter Twenty
Protocol Six: Chapter Twenty-Four
Overhead, the old SuperCobra banked hard left, evading fire from the Apache’s minigun, and the Army pilot’s annoyance carried over the radio. “Whiskey Tango Foxtrot,… Read More »Protocol Six: Chapter Twenty-Four