Harvesting Information

“What’s that look about?” Darcy asked. Her coworker, Mason, stared oddly at her as she joined him at the small table. It was one of four in the small break room. He had a confused, surprised look on his face as he stared at something on her head. He gave his head a shake and…

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…

Soul-food

“Arachnophobic?” Mundo asked with laughter. The burly, bearded, bald man shook his head. “You can’t possibly be arachnophobic,” he said. He set the un-used tattoo machine aside in a plastic tray atop a rolling cart. Mundo’s tattoo shop was empty except for Mundo, the tattooist, and Tanner, the customer. He was a scrawny, sickly teenager…

Sharp Schedule

Eugene stood from his seat as a group of men entered the room. He fidgeted with nervous energy in his best black tuxedo. It was complete with a bow tie and matching silver cumberbund stretched out around his round belly. He looked down at Wallace and slapped his shoulder to get him standing too. His…

Sharp Signature

“You make it sound so easy,” the President said. The portly, bearded, bald man sat on the edge of his chair with his back straight. Two men in dark suits and sunglasses stood quietly close behind him. Across from him a pale, lithe woman with dark hair sat behind her desk. She wore a bright,…

Sharp Future

“He always has the right number of graves at the end of the day,” Tara said. The teenage girl led two women in suits, one white and one black, along the path to the grave keeper’s shack. A rotted-wood cabin as big as two out-houses side by side sat at the top of a grassy…

Sharp Abandonment

“… and my assistant Melody,…” the pale woman wearing a white suit gestured at a shorter pale woman in a black suit next to her. “…will read the questions.” Dana Sharp, the woman in white, stood at a wooden podium with a deep red background. She raised her arms as if to gesture at her…

Sharp Assistance

“This message is being broadcast on every possible frequency and device in every language. Ladies and gentlemen, please do not panic,” the short, stocky woman said into the microphone. Several of the soldiers around her needed to look twice; they were surprised by the sweet, soft voice that came out of her mouth. It did…

Damned Sharp

“Thank you for your time Ms. Sharp,” Satan said. He sat behind a large obsidian desk in a wide-open cavern interior. Large windows behind him gave his guests, Ms. Dana Sharp and her assistant, Melody, a view of the Hellish landscape. “I know how busy you are.” “You’re claiming to be Satan,” Ms. Sharp said….

Shadow Organization

“Are you sure this is a good idea?” May asked over the radio. She stood on a crowded corner waiting for the light change; staring at a pale woman in a white suit. The woman was sitting at the bus stop surrounded by a crowd waiting for their ride. “What, now you’re getting cold feet…