His plan was simplicity itself, if by simplicity you meant an elegance and intricacy bordering on the fractal. In fact, his plan was nothing more than a delicately localised Rube Goldberg warping of fate and destiny. “No one will see me. No one will even notice me unless I want them to,” said Coy...
The men glanced at each other, uncertain of how to react. However, Edith was oblivious to it all. She was focused on one man, the man who was the ruin of her life, the man whose very existence and proximity filled her with such a righteous indignation that, against all social decorum, she could n...