Category Archives: Murder Mystery

Trip on This: Chapter Thirteen (Part One)

Chapter Thirteen (Part One) “Wake up, Sunshine,” Mowgli shakes me out of a deep but restless sleep. “Huh, what?”  I mutter, burrowing my head under the pillow.  “Shouldn’t you be oblivious or something?” “Get up,” Mowgli repeats, plucking the pillow off my head.  With a reluctant sigh, I heave my body in an upright position. … Continue Reading

Trip on This: Chapter Twelve

Chapter Twelve “Which one of you is Lolli?”  I ask, scanning the girls clustered under the light.  It is three o’clock, and the girls are showing their wear-and-tear.  I used to hate this time of night because you’re dead tired on your feet and still have another hour or so to go.  Everything is snapping… Continue Reading

Trip on This: Chapter Eleven

 Chapter Eleven Trip sits in her car, decked out in black.  She has come home after a long journey, her clothes signifying a return to self.  The minute she strips out of the ridiculous clothes she’s been wearing all week and slips into her black jeans, black t-shirt with long sleeves, black windbreaker, black gloves… Continue Reading

Trip on This: Chapter Ten

Chapter Ten “What the hell is going on?”  Vandalia is seriously pissed off at the scene in front of her eyes.  Greeley is on his feet, his back to a crouching Trip who is slowly rising.  Mowgli is trailing Vandalia, but not nearly as concerned. “She spit on me!”  Greeley says indignantly, his cheek still… Continue Reading

Trip on This: Chapter Nine

Chapter Nine I am still simmering and don’t want to even be in the same room as Greeley, let alone brainstorm with him.  Who the hell died and made him god?  How dare he intimate that I have done something to bring this upon myself.  That’s like telling a rape victim that she shouldn’t have… Continue Reading

Trip on This: Chapter Eight (Part Two)

Chapter Eight (Part Two) “I feel pretty, oh so pretty,” Vandalia is singing as I enter the apartment.  “Why, hello, Trip!  Isn’t this a glorious day?”  She smiles at me in the manner of one who’s just been thoroughly fucked.  “Who would have thought young Greeley would have had it in him?”  She giggles as… Continue Reading

Trip on This: Chapter Eight (Part One)

The morning comes too quickly for Trip’s taste.  She spent a good hour after returning from the Tenderloin watching infomercials to clear her mind.  She hates returning to her stamping grounds because it makes her feel as if she’s only one step away from where she’s trying so hard to leave.  This morning, her head… Continue Reading

Trip on This: Chapter Seven (Part Five)

Chapter Seven (Part Five) “Hey, girls,” I say, pulling Mowgli’s blazer closer to my body.  It’s not “What are you doing here,” Snow asks belligerently, sticking out her chin.  “Fucking bitch thinks she can just come here and get up in our grill.”  Some of the newer hookers look puzzled, but most of the older… Continue Reading