Hint of Evil

“This is stupid, this is stupid, this is stupid,” Adam mumbled to himself as the elevator moved up to the top floor. The mid-30s college student paced within the empty elevator while he reminded himself of his stupidity. “I’m gonna say the thing and they’re going to call security on me.” Before he could reconsider…

Devilish Informant

“It was an old story,” Alice began her tale but did not make it very far before Ms. Sharp interrupted her. “I don’t need a prologue or the wisdom of your ancestors. Just tell me what you know,” Ms. Sharp said. Alice nodded. “Her name is Ballisea. The story says she loved a Zero but…

Sharp Revelation

“Who’s she?” Mortimer paused at the entrance to Satan’s office. The old, silver-haired billionaire expected to have a private meeting with the devil. A stern, pale woman in a white suit sat across from a large slab of obsidian that served as a desk. She did not turn to acknowledge Mortimer or his question of…

Server Maintenance

“News, news, news…,” Carla sighed while channel surfing. Every new channel presented a well-dressed anchor with a smile and a question mark on the number ‘2010’.  “Damn, everyone’s doing a retrospective,” she mumbled to herself. The mid-30s woman glanced at each station only long enough to get the gist of it, then she moved on…

Holey Soul

“Tell me what you see,” Melody said. The pale, dark-haired woman invited herself into Ned’s booth and introduced herself as Melody. Then, she pointed to the empty space above her head. “I know you see something.”  Ned had many questions, but he hoped she would give him answers in exchange for his. He never told…

Sharp Wager

“Roller derby?” The president of the United States asked. A chorus of chuckles filled the U.N. hall. “Ms. Sharp,” the wrinkled, fair-skinned, silver-haired president continued. “With all due respect, that is not how we do things in this universe. The suggestion itself is such a foreign thought. It’s almost impossible for me and I’m sure…

Sharp Program

“Huh,” Nelson made the first sound in his lab in over an hour. He sat  in his narrow white lab studying logs on his computer screen. The late 30s researcher preferred silence over music while working. “Hey, T.A.I.?” He called. An animated mannequin appeared on his screen. “Yes, Nelson?” “What’s this invitation you sent out…

Sharp Spare

“Please wait here, Mr. President,” the dark-suited agent gestured at a chair in front of a small cherry wood desk. The leather, high-back chair on the other side of the desk was empty. “Why?” Howard asked. “I have far too much to do on my first day in office; I don’t have time to sit…

Sharp Apology

“…but…,” Arnold nervously stepped back from the open cell door. “I’m not up for parole until next year.” He shook his head in rapid fashion; for him, it was more of a physical tick than communication. A burly guard glared at the mousey prisoner. “I’m not ready for a hearing today,” Arnold said. He tried…

Sharp Sentimentality

Diana set the tray down to let the cookies cool to edible temperatures. The smell of chocolate filled the kitchen. After taking off the colorful oven mitt, she climbed on one of the tall stools in front of the breakfast bar and waited. As she reached for her phone, it vibrated against the marble countertop….