Tag: noir
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CÂINE
‘What is it?’ Gheorghe asked, poking at the pieces with the end of his pen. ‘Bones, stripped bare of any flesh.’ answered Mihaela, the forensic officer in charge of the scene. ‘Human?’ ‘Canine.’ Small blessing, Gheorghe thought. He had worked for the UN at the end of the Bosnian war. He had seen mass graves…
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GRASSHOPPER
The hard grit made for an uncomfortable place to lie. He stared through the binoculars, searching for any sign of movement. Midnight came and went. Dread crept over Phillips. The double agent, codename Grasshopper, had been a high-valued source in Stasi headquarters for over ten years. When the flash red signal was received, it was…
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BUT THERE WAS A CRIMINAL
He felt broken. Battered. Alone. No one believed him. There was no body. But there was a criminal. Out there. A murderer. He was sure of it. Someone had to deliver justice. Him. Written as part of #MicroMondays, hosted by Varad over at Loose End Of The Thread. For more information and to join in…
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THE PRICE OF TREASON
A beautiful day in the Old Town, or what remained of it. The buildings that had stood for centuries were now reduced to rubble. As Farouk walked through the cluttered streets there were signs of life re-emerging. Children’s voices could be heard. Groups of people gathered and gossiped as they had done before the war.…
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SNAKE EYES
Hank pulled at the collar that was irritating his neck. He felt the clammy sweat on his skin. What had happened to the air conditioning in here? The Stickman offered him the bowl with five dice in it. Hank reached out and selected two. He held them tightly in his moist fist. His turn as…
Iain Kelly 