Tag: short stories

Anybody should have been able to see it coming.

Sergeant Jim Chopin said that fully a third of the local callouts to the Niniltna trooper post involved Dulcey Kineen in some way. Either she was enticing men at the Roadhouse to drink so she could drink with them, or she was seducing men away from their wives and sweethearts, or she was vamping men…

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“It is kinda like Da Nang.”

The front trailer teetered on the edge of the road about fifty feet down the hill from where the rear one went over. Jim thought it might have had a chance if the snow berm had been higher. As it was, inertia and momentum took charge and over it went, rolling at least half a…

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“And I’d put money on the woman being Mrs. Baxter.”

“A WOMAN,” KATE SAID. “The powder burns weren’t just on the shirt, they were under the flap of the pocket. Would Sturgus let a man get that close? And it was a .22, small, easy to use. And I’d put money on the woman being Mrs. Baxter.” —“Under the Influence”   Only in e. On…

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“Like what?”

At the same time the Grosdidier brothers were settling on a command structure at home, they were willing, nay, eager to assert their independence abroad. There were a few years when Park rats had only to see the Grosdidier brothers coming in one door to exit immediately out of any available other. Their quadranarily sequential…

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The bootlegger’s friend.

“Windsor Canadian. The bootlegger’s friend. Retail price in Anchorage, seven-fifty a bottle. Retail price in a dry village, a hundred bucks easy.” “Yeah.” The bottle dropped to the table, next to the gun. —“Nooses Give,” a Kate Shugak short story Only in e. On Amazon.com, Amazon.uk, Amazon.au, iTunes, Barnes & Noble, and Kobo.

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