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December 12, 2013
Chapter 68: Chemical Stimulants
“What are you making?” I asked as I walked around the laboratory. I assumed it had something to do with the ecstasy that Yost had, or maybe the roofie.
“A little of this, a little of that. Whatever strikes the right balance, you know?”
“There’s another option for smuggling into the prison,” I said vacantly, trying to think on my feet. I felt like Dmitri would tell me everything if only I could keep him focused on the right topic for long enough.
“Prison’s tough, man.”
“As executioner, I have powe...
December 11, 2013
Chapter 67: A New Position
Tucker withdrew his gun and moved to stand next to Dmitri’s table.
Dmitri threw his hands up. “It’s not working,” he said and nodded to Tucker.
Tucker smiled and pointed the gun at me.
“Wait. The cops are onto you. I can stop them.”
“Man, I own the cops.”
I shook my head. “There are a few clean cops out there. They’re cleaning up. Besides, you just killed Gattigan. You need me. You can’t fill that hole.” I was spitballing, so vagueness was my only friend.
Dmitri considered it. He nodded to Tucker....
December 10, 2013
Chapter 66: Into the Furnace
I looked one last time at the stars that filled the country sky before Gattigan nodded to the man standing outside smoking a cigarette. I did the same. The butt of an old-school revolver stuck out of his waist.
Despite the man outside covered from head to foot in protective fibers, inside a half-naked man bounced around stainless steel lab tables. The dim lights hung down from the ceiling, just bare bulbs. The dude was the worst kind of hippy—unkempt, maliciously righteous. I could tell just f...
December 9, 2013
Chapter 65: Stars
Tonya loved to look at the stars. When we were younger, we’d sit outside and drink beer, lay back in our lawn chairs and stare up at the stars. I never knew what she saw, but I always played along.
I was never a student of astronomy so I could only find simple constellations like Orion’s Belt, or the Big Dipper.
My real joy was listening to Tonya talk about the lesser known ones as if they were friends. She knew the bear and the bull, and the archer, and many others, and somehow she could strin...
December 8, 2013
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December 7, 2013
Week 13 In Review – Searching for Dmitri
Kurt is hot on the trail of Dmitri, and he’s in deeper than he ever thought this conspiracy could go. In case you missed a day, here’s what was released to the web this week:
Chapter 60: Play Time
Chapter 61: Mar Bar
Chapter 62: Monroe’s New Deal
Chapter 63: The Long Cruel Drive
Chapter 64: Welcoming Committee
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December 6, 2013
Chapter 64: Welcoming Committee
It was dark when Henry Gattigan finally pulled the car off of a gravel and dirt road and onto a two track dirt driveway. A house, a barn, and a shed sat a half mile in the distance. I hadn’t seen another house for miles. It was just us, the Lexus’s headlights, and the stars.
The fields were overgrown with hay. The burned-out barn had rusted farm equipment sitting inside. The whole time we’d been driving, and for the past 24 hours, I’d been playing out scenarios in my head of just how this thin...
December 5, 2013
Chaper 63: The Long Cruel Drive
We headed out of Columbus on Route 33 toward Athens, Ohio. A few minutes later, my phone rang.
“You’re making some interesting decisions,” the mystery man said when I answered.
“You could say that,” I replied. I was careful because I knew Gattigan was paying attention to every word of my side of the conversation.
“Don’t trust him.”
“And what about you?”
“I’m still looking forward to that meeting.” The line terminated.
I continued my half of the call as if he were still there. “No, I don’t need the...
December 4, 2013
Chapter 62: Monroe’s New Deal
Henry Gattigan and I walked down the sidewalk side-by-side through Victorian Village. Finally, he spoke. “I can only assume why you’re here.”
I figured I’d let him lead, he’d probably get us somewhere better than I ever would.
“Tell me who sent you, and what the angle is,” he said.
I bluffed like I was deciding whether I could trust him or not but gave in at the last minute. “I talked to Ryan Yost last night. Let’s just say I’m in the loop, and you’ve got a hole in the chain you need filled.”
Gat...
December 3, 2013
Chapter 61: Mar Bar
After staggering back to my car with my vision blurred by tears, I drove back to Eddy’s safe house. From there I walked to meet Dmitri at his tavern, the Mar Bar. It was housed inside a building that seemed to be nearing a hundred years old. It was a charming place, but sleazy charming with a lowlife edge to it.
As I pushed open the heavy wooden door and stepped inside, my eyes adjusted to the dim light. Dark, worn wood covered the floor, dirty brick lined the walls, and a sticky substance of...
