Nine Days

Nine days. That was how long she sat on the throne she'd been forced into, how long she had held all the power and none of it. Each night she had woken in a sweat, knowing that it could all only end one way. There had been one moment, sitting beside her husband, when it... Continue Reading →

Patriots

The two men pulled over next to the little diner, the blue neon dancing over the hood of their car. The taller man looked up at the sign. Patriots.  "Our contact has a sense of humour," he muttered as they went inside, carrying black briefcases. The contact was waiting for them: a small, nervous-looking man with... Continue Reading →

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