“So I understand you have two daughters and a son? Which school are they going to?” Marshal Alexander asked as Walter settled himself into the man’s office. It was the largest in the station but not excessive, and kept neat with what Walt now knew was a military precision. Framed pictures sat in regimental rows […]
Things went downhill almost immediately. Arrayed in long rows at the entrance to the school were seniors, boys and girls, in letter jackets and cheer outfits. That alone would have made Siobhan roll her eyes, as that much civic pride oozing from every spray tanned orifice couldn’t be healthy. Siobhan was pretty sure it caused […]
Antigone Richards checked her outfit carefully, making sure that everything was precisely ordered for maximum effect. Free spirited, but not too free spirited. Approachable, without being dumpy. Obviously caring, but without too much care being obvious. It was a delicate dance, and she had carefully applied the lessons she learned from the last time they […]
With a last low purr from the engine, Walter glided his motorcycle into the last open employee parking spot at the Border Police Department building, in the Old Market district of downtown. Built of old brick, it claimed to still have pieces of it dating to the founding of the city in the 19th Century. […]
By himself, Walter Richards would eat quietly and quickly. Probably microwave eggs and enough coffee to kill a horse. As it was he had fresh scrambled eggs, bacon, and toast ready for his children when they woke up for their first day at a new school. He had to remind himself that no plan survived […]