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I suppose I can admit now I was a little bit in love with Emma Bentley. Emma who was only ten years old and shed her inhibitions like drops of water from an ice cube. I was the same age and had lived in Statton all my life. It was one of those small unobtrusive [...]

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Her window stands across the street, framed by white wood, by bricks, fawn shaded in the dimming evening light. Curtains are there, half-closed. A gentle breeze stirs them back and forth. The same breeze moves a tree branch and the leaves sway to and fro, occasionally ( Read more... )

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The first body showed up in the early morning hours, floating in the Gowanis canal. Somebody did a bad job of tying it to a cinder block. It broke free of the turgid, poisonous sludge at the bottom to fetch up against a freighter dock where the cargo subs from New Atlantic ( Read more... )

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Please hold still, Madrina. Your lips haven’t dried yet.” The woman fidgeted on the long steel table, her fingers twitching and flexing with the urge to reach up and touch her new face. Robin stood above the Madrina Dominique with needle and thread. Just one more tuck under ( Read more... )

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“You don’t look like the kind of guy who hangs out in a place like this.” Eddie turned around to see who’d spoken to him. She was about his height-five-nine-with thick black hair, streaked with red and gold, bright green eyes, almost feline in appearance, and full lips ( Read more... )

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There’s been a lot of nonsense written about my line of work. Bram Stoker has a lot to answer for. Admittedly I eat a lot of garlic, but that’s French cooking for you. It’s true I wear a crucifix under my coat but I’m a God fearing man from good Catholic stock. And yes, I ( Read more... )

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The club was new, not the building but the owner and the name. The designer had made his reputation as an ‘enfant terrible’ designing two wine bars that caused an outrage. The seats had been covered in artfully worn and ripped red vinyl that had cost more than human skin. ( Read more... )

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The introductions having been concluded to her satisfaction, she took her dolls back up to her bedroom. But after that I saw a lot more of the Toiiz, because she took to letting them wander round the house. I’d find them peering at me from behind chairs or tugging at my ( Read more... )

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Behind me the door clicked heavily shut. The velvet curtains rustled as they fell back into place, blocking all natural light. I stood for a moment and let my eyes adjust to the gloom. When they did, I could see that the shop, or “shoppe” as the sign had proclaimed it, was ( Read more... )

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“It’s just… You know… Chipmunks. They’re cute and cuddly. Chip and Dale, right? Have you ever thought about the apotheosis of evil, the perfect predator, something you can tell just from looking at it that it wants to eat you alive; all that, staring at you out of cute, furry ( Read more... )