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Tool Thief

“Therese, we’ve got to keep better track of our tools today,” Tom said as we pulled up to our jobsite. It was a beautiful brick addition to the community college in Santa Rosa, about an hour north of San Francisco,

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The Taste of Fear

Fear comes in many flavors. There’s the adrenaline rush, so addictive for some that they seek safe forms so they can experience it on demand. There’s the sick dread of seeing something coming and knowing there’s no way to stop

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Quest for a Hero

London, 1985 It was lunchtime, and the line for the sandwich shop wound out the door. Terrence hated when it got busy like this. By the time customers made it to the counter, they were all holding onto their tempers

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Frick and Frack

It’s not easy being the lone woman on a construction site. I always enjoy seeing another gal working there. Not secretaries—most of the time, I can’t even get a key to the ladies’ job Johnny out of them. But now

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Naked Sky

Margaret stifled a scream and rammed her shovel into the soil. It was hard, hard as the reaper himself and unyielding as death. She jumped on the shovel and it sank a couple inches deeper. The shovelful joined the rest

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Cappuccino and the Great Heist

Edwina was standing in line at the bank when it hit her. The men who’d made the money for all this expensive marble décor hadn’t let anything like scruples hold them back. And they didn’t have a resident brownie. It

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To the Victor Go the Spoils

Two dragons circled in the crisp autumn sky. Cries of alarm echoed in the village streets as people grabbed their loved ones to flee. Rodor ducked an arrow and rocketed down toward the humans bolting in panic. He loved it

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