When I first got the case, I figured chasing down stolen art might lead to refined people with money and taste. It led to murder. The sinister tale began, like most of my cases, after my answering machine jarred me… Continue Reading →

Somewhere in the distance, the faint tinkling of a bell… In the serenity where he now found himself, Yamata still retained the vista of his previous life. Sitting meditatively, he could recall every moment of that existence with uncommon clarity…. Continue Reading →

Dana’s bed was empty. At first, Anna Barrington thought her son was in the bathroom. When she went up to knock on the bathroom door, though, the bulky, flop-haired thirteen year-old wasn’t there. Maybe he’s in the living room, Anna… Continue Reading →

  ​I was in finance. At least that’s what my mother always told people. “Alison’s in finance.” ​But whenever somebody climbed onto a bar stool, bought me a drink, and asked what I did, I admitted to being a bank… Continue Reading →

“I think it’s time we talk about the voices in your head.” She said it just like that, raising her eyebrows and pursing her red, over-lined lips. She managed to say it matter-o-factly, as if she actually believed someone who… Continue Reading →