Section 12

After the two detectives left his apartment, Roger went straight to the bottle. The weekend kept spiraling out of control. First, the scream in the night, followed by the bum accosting him, then Cassandra and the face, then Ben burning to death in front of him, and...

Section 11

She moves like a diamond and seven evening stars. All eyes are riveted upon her performance; her limbs floating as if an absence of bone. The music though rhythmic has no depth or sophistication, just a rumbling of bumps and grinds. She lifts a veil from her tunic and...

Section 10

The doorbell buzzed. For an instant Roger looked up perplexed, he could not recall a time he had ever heard his doorbell ring. He quickly set the canister down on the kitchenette counter, mussed with his ever-present cowlick and squeegeed his hands across his face for...

Section 9

Roger wandered the streets on autopilot until he found himself back at the entrance to his apartment building. A bit befuddled, his first thought was to talk to Ms Diamond now that he too had seen a face within a face; no, that would be a futile endeavor. His next...

Section 8

“Ma’am, is that what you heard?” Winters was writing beside Brown. “Yes, I recall clearly,” she began fanning herself. “This heat is stifling, I’m afraid I will have to sit down momentarily, but the older man said beware of the dragon.” “Beware of the dragon,” Brown...

Section 7

The bell jingled and the door hung perfect as Roger made his entrance. I know I know I promised but hell, first the girl and now him. It seemed like bums were going off like fireworks everywhere one looked. He started for a moment; losing perspective must be the shock...

Section 6

Brown and Winters arrived, as the EMTs were wheeling the gurney out to the victim. This one might still be alive and finally they would have a lead. They jostled their way through the crowd assuming an air of authority, let me go boy with the hope of keeping these...

Section 5

Roger suddenly noticed that a crowd was approaching staring wide eyed at the spectacle. A group of churchgoers in their Sunday best were chattering on all sides, descending the steps that led to the church doors. The shock of seeing the man combust before him had left...

Section 4

Digger Brown and Saul Winters discussed the forensics results at the Donut King. They both knew that the girl took precedence over the bums, but it appeared that the girl had just run into some bad luck. “We sure have our nuts in a vice over this one,” Digger spooned...

Section 3

Roger had taken the long way back from Cedar-Sinai Hospital. He left his 2018 Eclipse Spyder, his pride and joy and the last vestiges of his social standing, behind in the apartment’s parking garage; since 2017, police were able to confiscate any property related to...

Section 2

Special Agent Roy Bradley boarded the short flight from San Francisco to Los Angeles feeling a vague sense of Deja vu. Somehow, he was back on the case. The autopsy was conclusive; the body that had burned Cassandra Diamond the same MO as the body found in that vacant...

Section 1

CHAPTER THREE: IFISHOULDFALLFROMTHEGRACEOFGOD  Upon the granite slab frozen to the skin, cold as death; The necromancer hovers above chanting an ancient tongue Alchemy and old lace, I cringe at the suffusion of energy, wilt at the Spirals of light, this time the...

Section 12

Roger slipped through the door and gazed at the mummy like figure lying on the bed, its limbs wrapped in gauze and tape. It was hard to reconcile that he was ditching his principles for mere money, but the reality was that he needed the job to survive and he felt a...

Section 11

Violet Diamond could not believe the seamy conditions, no drink, no warm towel, no leg room to speak of, and worst of all, she was crammed in the center seat think of all the hate there is in the world between a jihadist in a burka, who smelled faintly of goats, and...

Section 10

She dons no makeup, goes unjeweled, and arrives habitually under-dressed in the simplest of outfits for an evening, her hair almost too casually pinned or arranged, as if hastily done up at the last minute for whatever black tie dinner has been arranged. A slender,...

Section 9

“What a mess I’ve made of this,” Roger was stuck in a supply closet on the 7th floor near the burn ward. “I should have known.” He had spent the better part of the afternoon reconning the hospital for ingress and egress, hanging out inconspicuously near the reception...

Section 8

Dju hear???? Mackensie Peter’s phone vibrated upon his desktop. He saw it came from Jose and quickly began thumb typing. Was^ Cazz Diamond burned bad NMP call Rog Gfus where is the GBy? Dk sd? Sucking What??? Cm I can’t remember all these f@#ckin acronyms. Mac’s phone...

Section 7

Winters always hated the smell: formaldehyde, alcohol and the insipid stench of death, the morgue, so antiseptic and otherworldly. He hated his partner at this moment even more, as two hours before, just as he and his wife began waking in the right way, spooning her...

Section 6

Cassandra Diamond woke in a fiery splash of pain, her mind screaming for help as the flame-like tongues leapt across her clothes. But the blur of the night now melded into the hideous whiteness of the room. Those eyes. How those eyes full of remorse and sympathy, the...

Section 5

The ritual complete, the tattered old man limped forward and placed his hands across the cheek of burnt out flesh before him: then with unabashed fury shattered the corpse with a tremendous kick and bellow. Crows sprang from the limbs of the orange trees surrounding...

Section 4

The old man strolls down Wilshire reminiscing the silent picture era, his beret at just the right angle to catch arctic hint in the breeze. He smiles as he jaunts along the sidewalk he contemplates several pieces of a puzzle. He thinks of his encounter with the young...

Section 3

Roy Bradley sat on the balcony of his condominium, watching the fog roll in across San Francisco Bay. He absentmindedly rolled the wheel of the mouse along his blog Write2it and contemplated 10 reasons why a sharpie is mightier than the sword. He knew the answer, of...

Section 2

Roger’s hands were shaking as he fumbled with the lock, finally slipping the key in and turning, settling himself into the unrecognizable confines of his apartment. He was saddened to look at the obvious signs of the break-up; the lighter patches on the wall,...

Section 1

  CHAPTER TWO: DON’TYOUUNDERSTANDWHATI’MTRYINGTOSAY   Soaring thru a vortex in time A hand disjunctive, music of The universe builds, surrounded By constellations, stars immense In number; Pleiades pursued by Orion The three sisters looking on, already taken Ayres...

Section 12

It had come into being moments before, floated over fences along hedges, down streets and parkways; until here it lays dormant, as leaves whither and crumble around it. It swoops from the alley; a response to a call, darting from garbage can to garbage can. It begins...

Section 11

“Damn, I hate desk jockeys,” Roger poked the end call, on his iphone XXX, “especially, when they are poor relations, riding on someone else’s coattails.” But, if he was going to be keeping the apartment, he was going to have to work, no matter how distasteful. With a...

Section 10

Brown and Winters waited for forensics to come and take samples, then headed up the street to the Donut King. They had just begun to eat their breakfast when the call came through. “What have you got?” Mosely was wasting no time, must have someone in his office...

Section 9

Several blocks away Roger was feeling that screwed feeling also Who the hell is Juan de Pereda? not so much screwed as an itch in the back of his mind, as if his brain was prodding, but the answer tip of my tongue kept flitting into his subconscious and what about the...

Section 8

Digger and Winters stooped on the sidewalk. There was not much left to go on: the coat, or the tattered remains, your typical Goodwill rack model, shirt soot all that was left, belt buckle and some leather left, torso a burnt out husk, legs singed but mostly unharmed,...

Section 7

As Roger walked out of the foyer of the Gaylord Apartments, he immediately noticed two police officers huddled around the yellow tape across the alley. Looking past, he saw two more, appearing to stoop over an oil stain. Next to the yellow tape several officers were...

Section 6

Digger Brown and Saul Winters had been partners for five years that seemed like ten. They had gone through the ups and downs of the department, the politics, the bullshit and a number of criminal investigations and survived subsequent investigations into their own...

Section 5

Moving from the window to the hallway, Roger swayed slightly in the blinding sun, as he ambled past the door and down the hall. He clipped his hip on the doorknob leading to the bathroom, damn!, the stockpile of cosmetics was gone, along with the bras and pantyhose...

Section 4

Violet Diamond lazed on the other side of the world. The fingers that were working her over were heavenly, almost erotic. She thought of tiers of power, as her head lolled from side to side. Clad only in a small towel draped lazily across her backside, too bad the...

Section 3

The growing wail of the siren pulled Roger away from the mystery woman, his thoughts invaded by the cacophonous swirling of sound waves. His head began pounding once again. “Why, oh why, do I drink so much,” he chided, and then abruptly sobered, “Oh...

Section 2

She wakes from hours of perfection, the last vestiges of her betrothal reverberating in her conscious Drachira! The food of her eyes adjusts, ripens to the remote control of dawn. Blithe shadows play across the room accompanied by the dim buzzing of a neon sign...

Section 1

Chapter One: THEREMIGHTHAVEBEENTHINGSIMISSED Waking up in a swaddling of satin, concubines awaiting ovient. My faithful valet draping my skin in silk wraps, fruits and spice abound, as I am led to the baths. Water nymphs, their supple bodies splashing together,...

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