Tag: private eye
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BE STILL MY BEATING HEART
In the dead of the night. That was how I expected to find her. Dead. As I approached the house, nothing changed my mind. It was still. Still like a house with no one alive in it. I pictured the scene I knew was waiting for me. Her, lying on the floor. Red blood pooling…
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THE PICTURE ON THE WALL
Another motel, another room, another picture on the wall. This one a broad wearing suspenders changing the tyre on a car. It wasn’t the worst one I’d seen. Too many pillows on the bed. I picked one up and sat it on my lap, my back sat against the huge cushioned headboard. The bedside lamp…
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THE ASCENT OF A MAN
The room spun around him as he lurched to the bottom of the staircase. He swore it had been straight the last time he had been here, now it spiraled upwards, a seemingly insurmountable obstacle. With one hand he gripped the banister, the other held his side, failing to stem the flow of oozing blood.…
Iain Kelly 