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
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63: No Chance
2019. Like the 6th Avenue Bridge, the Robinson Street Bridge had been destroyed at Zero Hour. Mirroring 6th Avenue’s Arch of Mercy, the Arch of Memory welcomed those who crossed the Brennert River, on whose banks stood the Titan City Correctional Facility. The TCCF had been home to Hank Mills since 1988, adding thirty-one more … Continue reading 63: No Chance
49: Prison, Institution, or the Grave
2019. Danny nodded. “Yeah, Edward was murdered.” “You guys were talking like he was real old, so I just thought, you know, ‘natural causes.’” “He was eighty-seven years old, but someone felt like going ahead and murdering him anyway.” “What the fuck? Who would do that?” “We don’t know yet. Kevin thinks it was someone … Continue reading 49: Prison, Institution, or the Grave
45: Boxing with Shadows
2019. Kevin steadied the heavy punching bag that hung from a chain in the room of Finn Manor that he called “the dojo.” Gracie felt the boxing tape squeeze as she readied her fists one more time and tried to make herself want to hit it. But she wasn’t angry at the bag. It wasn’t … Continue reading 45: Boxing with Shadows
31: Perspective Provided
2019. No routes of the Titan Metro Line made their way into the hillsides beyond the Englehart River, but Gracie didn’t really want Stephen to give her a ride all the way to Sprang & Sons. That might raise more questions than she wanted to answer. So, she asked him to bring her to the … Continue reading 31: Perspective Provided
The Crimson Wraith 