He sat in a dark corner of the small tavern, his back to the wall. He could see everyone who came and went while remaining unnoticed in the shadows. He sipped at his drink and returned it silently to the dark wood table who's surface was rough and scarred from years of abuse. Smoke hung heavily just below the ceiling and its scent mixed with those of sweat, stale beer, and that undefinable stench that was the hallmark of all such low class hideaways. The air was heavy and close. Men sat hu...

He sat at the truckstop counter drinking his coffee and shaking the cobwebs of sleep from his mind. The usual assortment of drivers were huddled around drinking coffee and eating breakfast. Some of the younger drivers preferred soda pop to coffee. As he was never able to eat this early he was content with his cup of joe. It was pretty easy to tell the old school hands from the rookies. Not all of the rookies were young just as not all of the old schoolers were exactly old. It wasn't so muc...

The prosecutor, wearing an impeccable grey three piece suit, spoke with the righteousness of a fifteenth century Salem minister. “Your Honor, the defendant was caught red-handed and in possession of exhibits A and B.” “The defendant”, he continued, “has made a full confession and has exhibited absolutely no remorse for his heinous crime against society. The defendant has repeatedly made demands that he be allowed to commit his crime with impunity and has expresse...

This is just random bullshit. If you're looking for something interesting, move on. Guys don't cry Tough guys never cry I'm a tough guy So why do I feel like crying? I won't of course No reason for it Nothing going on No-one has died At least not lately So why do I feel like crying? For no reason at all I won't allow it I'm a tough guy So it won't happen No reason for it And no excuse.

Rory had been born with what some called a gift but he considered a curse. He could see into the future. Not all that far really, usually only a few seconds. It had kept him unnerved all of his 22 years of life. Today he was standing at the bus stop waiting for his bus to take him to work as he did at this time every week day. As he waited he saw a little girl of about 5 or so playing across the street. In a flash he saw in his mind that she would dart out into the street and under the wh...

The arrest itself was a let down. When he kicked in the door to the shabby hotel room and found his quarry attempting to finish off yet another victim, she surrendered without a fight. She simply dropped the bottle of thallium laced wine she was trying to force down the other woman's throat, climbed off the bed upon which she had her intended victim pinned, and simply stood there waiting for him to throw her to the floor and cuff her. She never said a word as he read her rights to her, he ...