Suspicions Confirmed

“Stupid bitch,” he muttered. “She always had an inflated sense of self. Calling here and barking orders at me all the time. Charlie wasn’t that thrilled with her, either.” […]


A Secret Assignment

Sitting down at my desk, I dropped the journal and the slips on top, and reached into a drawer on the right side for what the mortals called a burner phone. There was only one number on it. […]


Appearances are Deceiving

The woman jumped like she’d been hit by one of Zeus’ bolts. “Holy…don’t you know how to knock?” “Don’t you know how to stay out of the boss’ office?” I countered. “The bitch is dead,” the woman retorted. “Good riddance.”


The Truth Hurts

“You, on the other hand, have sat up here on your ass, lording over the rest of us just like you used to do, thinking you can do whatever you want without consequences.” […]


On the Hunt

Bill told me earlier that this forge and roller had been shut down. My guess is it got caught in the rollers and ripped off as the killer was stuffing Charlie through the machine.” […]


Trying to find the Trail

I’m immortal. You can’t kill me, just like I can’t kill you. The worst we can do to each other is seriously maim or injure. Recovery might take a little while, but we’d survive. I strongly suggest you get over your daddy issues and focus on the problem at hand. […]