Off the Clock

10Apr09

The cold brings all of my old injuries to life. A symphony of pain that maps out my career in law enforcement. Every major event that has shaped me. Rage allows me to push it all aside. Compartmentalize it as background noise. The kids blood still stains my shirt. That is the only badge I’m [...]

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Partners

09Apr09

I lay in bed listening to tires spinning across wet pavement. The cable in my cheap motel room gave out when the rain started. So I’m left with just myself and the bag of money, waiting for my partner to arrive. I know he’s late. I know I should just move on without him. Still, [...]

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Hard Landing

07Apr09

It all started with a kiss. Johnathon new better, but he had still fallen fast and hard. Now, there was only one way that things could end. The flash of Johnathon’s lighter lit up scarred hands and his weathered face momentarily. He blew a puff of smoke into the crisp autumn night. It was time [...]

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Low Caliber

06Apr09

I’m shaking so hard, I don’t know how I managed to hit him. But the warm drops slowly running down my bare skin are blood. I can see it on my arms and on him. I fall back against the wall, clinging to the gun. He weekly pulls himself toward the door, leaving a smear [...]

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