Silver said, “my god, man, this is like some sort of little kid’s wet dream.” Maverick grinned and cheersed Silver from across the table. This was the first group of people that had made it to The Hideaway. It’d been a year in the making, this trip, getting all the legal s...
Duke formed a pistol with his fingers and mimed pulling the trigger. His hand cast shadows on the floor, making the demonstration resemble a premonition from an old noir movie. “Killed a good man.” “How’d you figure out his name?” Keene said. “He an...
A couple millimeters and everything changes. They call it the butterfly effect, I think: how small things ripple out, bring a storm’s worth of consequences. But I just call that life. Davey said his finger slipped. When unauthorized people came in, ...