Chapter Two; Part One “Hey, Megan. How’re you doing?” Lydia’s rather saturnine features light up as I walk into the studio. She’s five years older than I am, and yet, she looks twenty years younger. She claims that it’s all thanks to taiji—she’s been studying for twenty-two years—and I can only hope it has the… Continue Reading
Category Archives: Murder Mystery
Blogging My Murder; chapter one, part two
Chapter One; Part Two When I open the door to my house, I hear a steady, high-pitch meowing, intermittently punctuated with lower growls. I slip off my three-inch, ruby-red heels and wince in relief once they’re off. I have wide-ass feet, and even the most generous shoes feel better off than on. I follow the… Continue Reading
Blogging my murder; chapter one, part one
Chapter One; Part One “I am too fucking old for this,” I grumble, lifting my Diet Coke to my lips. I glare around me at all the gyrating bodies, pissed off that they are oblivious to my plight. I had recently turned forty-five, and I am feeling every year of it. “Lighten up, Liang!” Julianna… Continue Reading
Trip on This: Epilogue
Epilogue In a rare occurrence, the sun is shining all across San Francisco. There are throngs of reporters camped out in front of the mayor’s home, hoping to catch a glimpse of Sam Davies’s family since they don’t have access to the man himself. Television, newspaper, magazines. Regional, local, national. Patricia, Sam Jr., and Eddie… Continue Reading
Trip on This: Chapter Sixteen (Part Two)
Chapter Sixteen (Part Two) “Where the hell is he?” Mowgli grumbles, his right leg bouncing up and down as he sits on the bed. “He’s got ten minutes,” Trip reminds him, looking pointedly at her watch. “Chill, Mowgli. I’m going to check on our friend next door.” She slips out of the room and enters… Continue Reading
Trip on This: Chapter Sixteen (Part One)
Chapter Sixteen (Part One) “The cop on the case is clean,” Mowgli informs Trip late Monday morning. “I managed to finagle a meeting with him, and he’s not one of the assholes.” “You sure about that?” Trip asks, rubbing her eyes. She hasn’t slept well all week, and it’s beginning to catch up to her.… Continue Reading
Trip on This: Chapter Fifteen
Chapter Fifteen Sunday night. Trip and Mowgli have to wait until the day after viewing the pictures and discs because they needed to do some prep work. This is not a situation that they want to walk into without carefully planning what they’re going to do. Both recognize the volatile nature of what they’re about… Continue Reading
Trip on This: Chapter Fourteen
Chapter Fourteen They have it—the evidence needed to nail the mayor. Sam Davies—the fucking hypocrite and so much more. First, there’s Blanche’s final note written a few days before she died. She finally uses his name instead of calling him ‘sweetie’, which, of course is not proof in and of itself. She writes how if… Continue Reading
Trip on This: Chapter Thirteen (Part Three)
Chapter Thirteen (Part Three) “Mowgli, bring the key here,” Trip orders, rising to her feet. She brushes the dust of her jeans as she waits for her partner in crime. Mowgli ambles over, key in hand. When he sees the suitcase, he begins to laugh. “Bigger than a breadbox,” he snorts, slapping his thigh. “How… Continue Reading
Trip on This: Chapter Thirteen (Part Two)
Chapter Thirteen (Part Two) “You got it?” I ask the minute we reach the hotel and are safely in our room. “I got it,” Vandalia grins, pulling a packet out of her bag. “The manager was more than delighted to help me and completely understood how a touch of arthritis made signing my name so… Continue Reading