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I Play in the Key of Fission (Part 2)
Authors Note: Read Part 1 Here It had been six months since Richard Cummings PhD had accepted his spot on the Philadelphia Philharmonic Symphony as a conductor. He had started out as an understudy but quickly rose in the ranks to lead conductor. The previous one had had an accident one night on the way home. At least that’s what Richard wanted everyone to think for now. Their opinion would change in the next four months after they had played for the President, and his bomb exploded into a mushroom cloud.
By David T. Shorb8 years ago in Criminal
The Queen of Evidence
There’s a moment before you kill someone where you feel light as a feather and free as a bird. There’s no less cheesy way of putting it. Lots of people don’t know what it feels like, but I do. In that moment, when impulse takes over, lives don’t matter. The world doesn’t matter. Nothing matters. Nothing. I’ll tell you what, man. You get a hell of a lot more sure of yourself after that moment—not just in taking life, but in living it. You’re not possessed by some demon. There’s no voice in your head. It’s just a moment.
By Syd Ghan8 years ago in Criminal
Red Flash
She believed in me in a way no one else ever has and no one else ever will, and I betrayed her. The worst part is she doesn't know. She still thinks I went missing, someone kidnapped me. That's not the case, though.
By Laura Anderson8 years ago in Criminal
The True Price of Vengeance
Jason Almendale walks into the front door of a small, family-owned restaurant on a sunny Detroit afternoon and finds his usual seat, ordering his usual meal. “Good afternoon, Mary, lemme get the...” He’s interrupted by Mary’s voice. “The number four with no onions and a Pepsi? Gotcha Jason.” She laughs as she walks to the counter to put the order in. Jason’s mind begins to wander to all the things in life he hadn’t done, the things he and his brother Jackson always dreamed of doing. Ever since Jackson died, Jason had no motivation to do anything that even remotely reminded him of Jackson.
By Dustin Polk8 years ago in Criminal
Outlaws
The memory of the robbery is fresh in my head, we have taken the only witness as captive. I don’t see why, he’s so drunk he won’t be able to remember anything any way. I was supposed to be a witness to, but I was the one who stole the money. There is no way I can go back. What if there were other witnesses that we didn’t see?
By Jamie Wills8 years ago in Criminal
Criminal Intent: 2
You're there for what feels like hours but only a couple of minutes later, there is what seems to be a silhouette appearing over you. As it appears to come closer to your body, you start to ask for help, asking why is this happening and what did you do to deserve any of this.
By Tanisha Dagger8 years ago in Criminal
It Took James
"I bet It's not even real," Danyl Cronfeld said, as he patted Stewart Brice's hair. "Dustin’s just full of it." "Shut up, Danyl! My brother told me he's seen It. He went into the house when he was our age." Dustin Hutchinson stood over the bench where Danyl and Stewart sat. His deep brown skin shone in the July heat. "He told me It steals kids. That's why we're doing this. No doubt, It stole James." Stewart let out a small squeak.
By I.H Free8 years ago in Criminal
Criminal Intent 1
This is where it all begins, Starting off in a new town, not really knowing where you are, who you are or who is around you. You began your evening with your work colleagues going out for a meal to celebrate the welcoming of new recruiters. You decide not to ask for a life home because you feel comfortable with getting yourself there on your own. However, was this the right decision to make?
By Tanisha Dagger8 years ago in Criminal