2019. When they got back to the Zephyr, Kevin placed a call to Danny on the Crimson Wraith’s frequency. The gleaming Art Deco luxury car pulled away from the grim edifice of the TCCF, and Danny’s voice came through the Zephyr’s speakers. “Line secure, Specter Prime. This is Crypt. What’s the word?” “Suspect identified,” said … Continue reading 66: The Sepulchre
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64: Because of You
1988. It had been two days since Hank last saw Jasmine. She never came back from checking in on one of her friends who had said something about a client asking her to wear a white rabbit costume for an Alice in Wonderland fantasy. Hank didn’t have that friend’s address or phone number, which left … Continue reading 64: Because of You
61: Killers of Different Kinds
2019. Gracie didn’t mind the little specks of rain drizzling down the windows of the Lincoln-Zephyr. Weather like this made people more quiet, and, in her experience, that made them a little more gentle, easier to deal with. She would have preferred to be wearing something soft and warm though, not her courier suit. It … Continue reading 61: Killers of Different Kinds
The Crimson Wraith 