Lucas Barrett boarded the train after a long day, and a long week of work. The area he normally sat in was full of other people wearing a range of business suits to fast-food uniforms. He climbed upstairs where he saw several empty seats. This area was less popular as most passengers wanted to be near the door when their stop arrived. Since Lucas knew he'd b...
It was a beautiful day in San Diego. The sun was shining, and Ria Ortega was enjoying sea breeze on her face as she stood in Embarcadero Marina Park watching the sea. Out on the water sail boats tacked and jibed as they headed into San Diego Bay. Ria smiled and thought how far she was from the drug dens and slums of Oaxaca. She had seen so much killing ove...
Chapter Five -- You Can Bin Them or Keep Them Peter Duffy knocked gently on the door to Adele's office. It was nearly midnight and the law office was devoid of staff. Celia was at her monthly dinner date with her mother, a chore she hated but tolerated. It meant staying overnight or driving for three hours to get back home and as Celia required at least two...
Titus James Edwards sat on his bed. He was in his room. The house was empty. His parents were out for the weekend and big sister Rhonda was out on a date with a guy named Troy. Titus was one bored cat. He was eighteen years old. A slim guy with dark curly hair and expressive eyes. He'd been called many things, from dopey sweet to immature. He decided to call...
Marley When I was 27 years old, I began a new job in product marketing in the tech field at a Fortune 500 company. Okay, maybe it's more like Fortune 100; it is huge. I went from an office of 100 people to a company with well over 8,000 employees. I was one of many, many, many young people existing in a land of cubes. Over time, I became really good at my...
It had been a long night, one of the busiest in recent memory. Fifteen deliveries. Deedee laughed to herself calculating backwards, wondering if there had been a blackout or some other reason that nine months ago, it had been a good evening for fucking. She sighed when thinking that. Except for Dr. Edwards wild little party, Deedee hadn't had much sexual rel...
She actually had to fight the urge to call him Mr. Edwards, even now. His house wasn't anything like she had expected—his wife must have done all the decorating—everything matched, seemed to have its own place, and had a subtle but unmistakable Asian design influence. The Mr. Edwards she had known—hell, Cassie, call him Rick already, would you?—was scattered...
Damn, it was hot. I thought I was going to roast to death in the passenger car of that train; traveling to Missouri in the summer seemed like a good idea when I was desperate for any work, but now I was reconsidering my journey from eastern Pennsylvania. The open windows brought a blistering hot breeze along with enough cinders to choke me. Getting off at th...
It was a miserable, rainy day in London on 15 November 1939. Most of the city's inhabitants sat in their houses; children that usually were frolicking outside were forced to entertain themselves indoors due to the very heavy rain that drowned the city. Rain crashing down from the heavens filled the eardrums of most of London's population, except for the pati...
Ambitious Melisand wants to get out of her dead-end job with a move to the Marketing Department. Office Politics chapter 2 told how she made sure her lecherous boss Mr Jones would not try to stop her. Now she has to impress Mr Edwards, the Head of Marketing, and without sharing too much of the credit. === I finished the report for Mr Edwards in the morning...