The Missing…

The flash of blue lights reflected in the window of the mobile home. Thermopolis Konan sat in his recliner and sipped his coffee. Heavy footsteps clamored across his porch. At three in the morning, no one should be on his porch or knocking at his door. The knocking continued until Konan finally answered the door.Continue reading “The Missing…”

The Missing…new writing, unedited…

“Sometimes you’re the bug, other days you’re the windshield. Guess it’s my turn to be the bug…” Hank Calder watched the news. The body of Mary was being reported as an isolated incident. He frowned. This was not how he wanted things to happen. “All my plans have gone through without a hitch. Still, myContinue reading “The Missing…new writing, unedited…”

Another part of The Missing…unedited and incomplete…

Paddy waited for Konan to finish his meal. He stood at the counter when Konan and Lilly came up to pay. He hugged Lilly. “Can I have a word with you, nephew?” “Sure.” “Let’s go outside for a moment.” Paddy and Konan walked outside. It was raining. As is typical in Mississippi, rain showed upContinue reading “Another part of The Missing…unedited and incomplete…”

The Missing…A Thermopolis Konan mystery…unedited/incomplete…

Paddy O’Shea smiled when Konan and Lilly walked in. He hugged Lilly and shook Konan’s hand. “Long time, no see. Where’ve you guys been?” Lilly jerked her thumb toward Konan. Paddy nodded knowingly. “This one got fired. I’ve been busy. Sorry it’s been so long, Paddy. It’s good to see you.” Paddy led them intoContinue reading “The Missing…A Thermopolis Konan mystery…unedited/incomplete…”

Thermopolis Konan and The Missing…an old writing, unedited, incomplete…

The flash of blue lights reflected in the window of the mobile home. Thermopolis Konan sat in his recliner and sipped his coffee. Heavy footsteps clamored across his porch. At three in the morning, no one should be on his porch or knocking at his door. The knocking continued until Konan finally answered the door.Continue reading “Thermopolis Konan and The Missing…an old writing, unedited, incomplete…”

The Murder Business…new writing, the story goes on…unedited, incomplete…

Konan tried to sleep, but he tossed and turned all night. At 0158 he got out of bed and made him a cup of coffee. A soft drizzle of rain played on his tin roof. Elementary played on his television. His dreams kept him awake. Visions of war, of blood, of the screams of hisContinue reading “The Murder Business…new writing, the story goes on…unedited, incomplete…”

The Murder Business…new writing, unedited, incomplete…Is it coming together, or am I going nuts?

“You’ve overstayed your welcome, Cartwright. Time for you to leave.” Cartwright opened the door and disappeared into the night. Konan stood at the door and stared into the inky blackness. “After all this time, Cartwright shows up with a warning. I haven’t seen him since…” Somewhere in the Middle East, 2005: The bullets Konan firedContinue reading “The Murder Business…new writing, unedited, incomplete…Is it coming together, or am I going nuts?”

The Murder Business…new writing, unedited…

After the update, the detectives went back to work. At the end of the day, Konan walked to the bus stop. At a quarter past the hour the bus stopped. Konan got on and walked onto the bus. He sat in the back alone. Konan was almost home, and the promise of rest loomed onContinue reading “The Murder Business…new writing, unedited…”

The Murder Business…new writing, unedited, and incomplete…

Manson and Rankin arrived to the garage. The mechanics had the car lifted in the air, the tires removed, and was scanning the undercarriage. Manson walked up and nodded to the lead mechanic. “How’s it going,” she asked. “It’s going,” the mechanic said. She had grease on her face, hands and neck. “What have youContinue reading “The Murder Business…new writing, unedited, and incomplete…”

The Murder Business…new writing, unedited, incomplete…

Konan and Lilly left his mobile home at 0730. Manson and Rankin headed to the garage to check on Alderman Winston’s vehicle, while their counterparts headed to the office to confront Tia Mathers. Lilly and Konan stepped off the elevator at 0800. They walked briskly to the evidence room and signed out the unfired cartridge,Continue reading “The Murder Business…new writing, unedited, incomplete…”