Lost in translation

It wasn’t funny, but Pauley struggled to not laugh at Vivian’s vehemence. Sitting on the edge of the table, she held out her hand for the offending note. “Whoa, slow down there Morticia.” Pauley wadded the paper, and stuffed it into her shirt. “We’re going to need Danela. We can turn this around on them.... Continue Reading →

Dead Money: plane geometry

Once the seat belt lights went off, Butch called the flight attendant, asking for a bourbon on the rocks.  He leaned his seat back, and finally took a deep breath. It was easier than he expected. The reunion between Pauley and Gail was awkward at first, but they slowly warmed to each other. Perhaps since... Continue Reading →

Dead Money: Flight plan

Butch sat behind his massive mahogany desk, his Corona finally lit and smoldering in a nearby ashtray, a tumbler of bourbon in his hand. Eyes closed, he fought the overwhelming feelings of anger and fear. A combination that was giving him a mighty headache. Stanley, his bodyguard, sergeant, his heir-apparent, was standing well away from... Continue Reading →

Dead Money: When it hits the fan

Butch hung up his cell phone, and began to pace around his office. He had never heard Pauley so distracted. She wouldn’t tell him much more than the hit was done, but there was a serious breach in their cover. A Cuban cigar hanging unlit between his teeth, Butch nearly chewed through the Corona. His... Continue Reading →

Dead Money: Return to the scene

Pauley let the smallest of smiles break the tension. Millicent’s attempt to make her feel better was enough to snap her out of her pity party. “Even if your Love Potion worked as well as you said it would, we’ll still have a little time.” Pauley picked up the cloth napkin from the table, and... Continue Reading →

Dead Money: Lies people tell

“Baby sitter? What the hell are you talking about?” Pauley wanted to punch Millicent in the face with her cup. “I just screwed up big time, I can be identified at a hit, and you want to talk about who wiped your butt as a kid?” Millicent let Pauley rant, this wasn’t going to be... Continue Reading →

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