I was laid up for a week because the doctors didn’t want me moving, but two days in my leg looked like a leg. It hurt, but it was still healing a little, and it was still too long. It was going to take months to get it back to running speed. And what we did I had to be in the top pique condition … Continue reading Walking Around

The darkness was empty. At least at first, but then I started hearing sounds and I could move. I didn’t try to open my eyes. I heard Michaela off in the distance. I heard beeping. And other voices as I stirred. “He’s coming around.” “He’s lucky.” I heard a male voice sound off. “Mr. Sétanta, how are you feeling?” I tried to speak but found … Continue reading Waking Up

I found the address that Ricky sent me too. It was just a residential house, it didn’t look fancy or have expensive taste, but sometimes Dragons didn’t actually have money. They don’t hoard things like gold and silver or gems of rare kinds. This one apparently hoards artwork, but you’d never know it from the house. Dragons were like other theifs. They tend to keep … Continue reading Dragon’s Fire

Mich and I had a few hours to kill while we waited on the cops. If I were home I’d just have Sage do the grunt work. But I wasn’t. I couldn’t really do much anything until then. It was Spring so went for a run and Mich went to visit some friends. She had invited me along, but I hadn’t gone with her. I … Continue reading Killing Time

I finished the sketch and Michaela looked at what I drew versus what was on the screen. “I don’t see any of that.” I could only shrug as I handed it to Ricky. “Call me if you get any hits?” “Will do. Will you be staying on?” He asked me. I shook my head. “No sir. I miss the City. I need to go home … Continue reading Tracking the Dragon

We waited until another man walked in. “Nox, this is Captain Gerald. He’s going to show you this while I step out of the room and get you some coffee. How would you like it?” “Black please.” I said. “I’ll have two creams and a sugar.” Michaela added as Ricky left the room and then turned to the captain. “Plausible deniability?” “Ricky’s a good cop, … Continue reading The Crime