It was not that Mr. Annar had forgotten to close his blinds as everyone had suspected, it was that he had dismantled the installation, making it impossible for anyone to block his view of the entire parking lot. The central bay window was perfectly spaced, allowing him to take advantage of the lucky occurance of …Continue reading "The Crime Scene Cleaner – A Flash Fiction"
Grieving families. My personal nightmare. And I am a part of their nightmare. I have to poke into their lives, dig deeper then anyone would like me to. Really, I do care. Still, I have to do my job. It is not my fault, that I uncover mistresses and secret bank accounts. I am aware of …Continue reading "The Cop – A Flash Fiction Story"