LIKE A MIGHTY QUONKER, Chapter 2

     The skull, taken simply as a skull, was unobjectionable: clean and white, displayed on a black tablecloth for better contrast.  Matt had seen photographs of skulls before: his mother owned at least a dozen such photos.  Before committing murders (to paper), she liked to look at a few pictures to put her in theContinue reading “LIKE A MIGHTY QUONKER, Chapter 2”

LIKE A MIGHTY QUONKER, Chap. 1

    Sunlight rolled across the tawny, intermittently furred body of the cave girl.  Her chin was up, her face turned away from the sun, and a bright red lower lip stuck out in an imperious pout.  Matt turned the page.     He reached for the diet Dr. Pepper that he always kept on hand whileContinue reading “LIKE A MIGHTY QUONKER, Chap. 1”

Fiction Friday: The case of the Purloined Penguins

     “Well, Lieutenant?”      “Nothing, Captain.  Not a single break in the Cotner Case.”     “Only a matter of time, Lieutenant.  Continue to monitor Facebook, and keep your staff on Twitter, TikTok, and YouTube.  Something could be posted at any time.”    “Can do, Captain.  But, er…”.    “But what, Lieutenant?”    “Wilson had anContinue reading “Fiction Friday: The case of the Purloined Penguins”

FICTION FRIDAY: The Matter of the Bloodstained Bagpipes

            “Well. Lieutenant?”             “The story checks out, sir.    That was definitely William D. Orcutt walking into the bar and not coming out again.” “Three weeks after he was murdered.  A week after his burial.  And how was he dressed?”             “Just like the rest, sir, down to the dirk and sporran.”             “That’s eightContinue reading “FICTION FRIDAY: The Matter of the Bloodstained Bagpipes”