Chapter Four (Part One) “I need to talk to Mr. Renaldo DiCalvo,” Trip says firmly to the receptionist, a woman about Trip’s age, also Asian, who is looking at Trip with bored disdain. The receptionist is Chinese-pretty with slanted eyes and planed cheekbones—Lucy Liu in the flesh. These North Beach bitches have such an attitude.… Continue Reading
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Trip on This: Chapter Three (Part Three)
Chapter Three (Part Three) “Ready to go?” Mowgli looks disgustingly fresh for someone who hasn’t had his eight hours of sleep. He is wearing dark brown slacks, a black button-down, and a charcoal-gray tie. In other words, he’s dashing. I refrain from rolling my eyes as he’s doing me a favor and doing it willingly. … Continue Reading
Trip on This: Chapter Three (Part Two)
Chapter Three (Part Two) The apartment building is deathly quiet and has an unlived-in feel to it. Trip cannot repress a shudder as she presses on the buzzer. Nothing. Then she notices that the door is propped open. Once again, she marvels at the stupidity of her fellow man. Sure, it makes her job easier,… Continue Reading
Trip on This: Chapter Three (Part One)
Chapter Three (Part One) “Ms. Wire, I’m going to get straight to the fucking point.” The short, balding, sweaty man leans over his desk, planting his fists firmly on the papers slopping around on top of it. A picture of the man with a pretty, anemic woman cringing under his arm and three equally washed-out… Continue Reading
Trip on This: Chapter Two (Part Three)
Chapter Two (Part Three) It is inevitable, the crash that follows the high. Trip knows that, and yet, every time, she hopes to escape it. She spends the day after the job is finished burrowed under her covers, not moving from her futon except to eat, drink, and shit. If the black isn’t too heavily… Continue Reading
Trip on This: Chapter Two (Part Two)
Chapter Two (Part Two) It’s almost dusk, which is my favorite time of day. I love the changeover from light into dark for all the promises the night holds. I am outside Gina’s apartment complex which, of course, has a security system. It is two days after my nightmarish experience with aerobics, and I spent… Continue Reading
Trip on This: Chapter Two (Part One)
Chapter Two (Part One) Trip strides into Gina’s health club, wearing a black leotard over black tights. She is swinging her ass just the tiniest bit as she saunters through the door held open by an accommodating fan. She is sure he’s watching her ass as he leaves, which is why she includes the extra… Continue Reading
Trip On This: Chapter One (Part Two)
Chapter One (Part Two) I couldn’t stand listening to that pussy one second longer blathering about how much he regretted hurting the girl, that he really thought he’d loved her. If he knew how many times I’ve heard that self-serving shit from men who need to rationalize screwing around on their wives, he’d shut his… Continue Reading
Trip On This: Chapter One (Part One)
Chapter One (Part One) “Ms. Trip, uh, Trip Wire?” The man holds his hand out, an uncertain smile edging his lips. It wavers even further when the slim, Asian woman stares hard at him but doesn’t take the proffered hand. “Um, I’m Fenwick Harrington. You may call me Fenwick.” He leaves his hand hanging for… Continue Reading
Trip On This: Prologue
Ed. Note: I’m working on the announcement I mentioned in the previous post, and I’m still not ready to share exactly what I’m planning. However, it will involve a murder mystery of some kind, so to that end, I’ve decided to share an old mystery novel I wrote with you. Chapter by chapter, right here… Continue Reading