He reeled out of the stinking alley into me. I’d never seen anyone like him and I live in Manhattan so that’s saying something ( Read more... )

The body they pulled out of the alley was huge. Seven feet tall, at least, and heavy. No visible wounds, no damage to his bizarre clothing ( Read more... )

It’s raining in the alley and she’s running. The broken heel on her left pump is making her gait all lopsided and she’s getting more and more off balance with each panicked long-legged step. The cobblestones are leaping up and kicking the bottom of her shoes unevenly and her shoes don’t have any grip. They’re the shoes she wears in the ( Read more... )