Category: Web Serial
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“Two Eyeballs and a Gun” – Part 2
“You’re going to Seattle.” Dave took the news better than Moreen, who groaned loudly. “We’re taking her deal?” she asked. “We’re taking her deal,” their supervisor, Walter, confirmed. They were sitting in front of his desk, which was a mess of overstuffed files, loose papers, and stapled reports. Walter Franke…
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“Two Eyeballs and a Gun” – Part 1
Dave stared at the blinking cursor on his computer screen, which had been in the same spot for several minutes. Incident reports were never fun to write, but this one took the prize for being the worst. He tried to think of a way to type “Then I threw a…
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“Tick, Tick, Boom!” – Epilogue
Jean-Baptiste Dupree spent maybe half an hour in the car. Eddy had on a radio station that played rock from the 50s and 60s, and he didn’t talk. JB had thought the Black Valentine talked too much, but now he wished she was there to fill the silence. When Eddy…
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“Tick, Tick, Boom!” – Part 10
Once the rescue workers had cleared away as much of the rubble as they could, Dave pushed himself up, shrugging off the final slab of concrete from his back. It landed on the rest of the debris with a loud thud, and Dave fell into a sitting position beside it.…
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“Tick, Tick, Boom!” – Part 9
Val woke up coughing, her throat scratchy and dry. Where was she? She opened her eyes—and nothing changed. The world was pitch black. Had she gone blind? Was she dead? She couldn’t be dead. She could only feel a few aches and pains up and down her body. Hell was…
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“Tick, Tick, Boom!” – Part 8
The back of Dave’s skull felt like a cash register that had been smashed open with a crowbar. He put a hand to his head, groaning, and tried to get his bearings. His eyes were closed. Why were his eyes closed? Well, that was easy enough to fix. He opened…
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“Tick, Tick, Boom!” – Part 7
Val sprinted up the stairs. She’d gotten a stitch in her side on the fourth floor and was still climbing. Why was this building so big? What did a courthouse need besides a few courtrooms, some private offices to bribe people inside, and maybe a food court? What exactly was…
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“Tick, Tick, Boom!” – Part 6
Agent Moreen Lee rushed up the stairwell after Dave, her breaths short and quick. She didn’t like trailing behind him, but there was something to be said for having a bulletproof human shield in front of you. “This place must have ten floors.” Dave’s voice echoed off the tall, blank…
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“Tick, Tick, Boom!” – Part 5
Dave’s gaze darted from the hostages to the exit and the gunmen in the space of a second. He had to get these people out of here. “Shit,” Moreen said, indicating she’d gotten the message, too. The jerk with the mohawk thinks his boss won’t set them off now that…
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“Tick, Tick, Boom!” – Part 4
Dave sat cross-legged on the floor next to Moreen with the rest of the hostages. Muffled sobbing came from someone behind him, along with soothing whispers and a murmured Hail Mary. “Everything’s going to be okay,” Dave had told everyone when the gunmen had first corralled them. He fervently hoped…
Kristen Brand 