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Joe Malone, Part Twenty-Six
Private Investigator Joe Malone is down in the basement of his office building. Checking on a strange noise. As my eyes adjusted to the light, I saw an even bigger safety code violation. A waste [more…]
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Winnie the Pooh Goes to Sea
Wol, while out on one of his evening wing-stretches, was somewhat startled to see Pooh apparently afflicted with St Vitus’ Dance, reeling around the meadow adjacent to the Wood, singing sea shanties. He also seemed [more…]
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Némésis – Part 7
Ash Shaddadi, the Syrian Governorate of Al Hasakha, December 2017 When Major Halward woke up the following morning there was frost on his sleeping bag. It was still dark while he pulled on his boots, [more…]
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Joe Malone, Part Twenty-Five
Joe Malone has been using his smart watch with a recent patch update to indicate top contacts in vicinity. I made an attempt at a five pointed star on the watch face, and immediately a [more…]
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Némésis – Part 6
Ash Shaddadi, the Syrian Governorate of Al Hasakha, December 2017 They crossed the Kahbur River about five kilometres south of Ash Shaddadi at 08:45 the next morning. Ripley had picked up on the mood of [more…]
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Joe Malone, Part Twenty-Four
Private Investigator Joe Malone has a document that could shed some light onto the mysterious disappearance of Arch-remainer, Lord Marmon-Herrington Bixby. He is using a device to try and discern any clues to the letter’s [more…]
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Némésis Part 5
Northern Iraq and the Syrian Governorate of Al Hasakha, December 2017 Ripley lay in the tarpaulin hammock, underneath an overhead poncho they had used to keep the sun out of her eyes. They were sensitive [more…]
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Joe Malone, Part Twenty-Three
My office building was just up ahead. No lights were on. The other tenants having concluded their shady business for the day. And moved onto their shady night businesses for the night. I used my [more…]
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Némésis Part 4
Northern Iraq, December 2017 Halward clambered up into the extremely cramped rear compartment of the Supacat. They had cleared a space so that Ripley could lie down. She was huddled in her sleeping bag plus [more…]