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There was a stumpy ring fence along one side of the Belasco estate, separating the landscaped lawn from the graveled driveway. In Corrigan’s wild dash toward his parked car, he forgot this fence. But he remembered it when iro
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Trouble awaited me as I opened the door to my office expecting an empty room but instead finding a knife to the gut. / / Go fuck yourself
by PanchoV
300 words, 4 comments,
on May 20 1:33 PM 2007. In Crime, Dark, Death, Depression, Drama, Hardboiled, Murder, Noir, Other, Short story
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by PanchoV
200 words, 1 comment,
on Apr 18 5:48 PM 2007. In Adult, Crime, Dark, Fiction, First person, Hardboiled, Noir, Other, Spiritual
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