Some advanced readers were so excited about THE ZERO SIGNAL that they have nominated it for Best of the Year on Goodreads, where (at the time of writing) it is #2 on the list! Readers […]
The bus pulled onto the shoulder to report the bleeder on the side of the highway. A car had clipped the man’s leg, which bent awkwardly to one side. His hands had frozen into fists […]
“Is it moving?” Quinn asked the helicopter pilot. He had to shout into his headset to be heard over the noise. It was a small copter, and the blades were not far above the wide […]
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He was making a proper nuisance of himself, whoever he was. I could hear the screams from the street. I stepped from the car and met the officer in charge, a woman named Ballantine. I […]
Bistro Indigenes was packed with the dinner crowd. Male and female servers scurried about in neat black aprons and matching bandannas. By the time I got there, Amber was already waiting, which embarrassed me a […]
We tracked the kidnapper to a swanky private club on the Upper East Side. The old stone building looked like any other row mansion on the street—walled and immaculate and seemingly impenetrable. The only hint […]
With the new puppy, of course I have to share this chapter from ZERO SIGNAL.
Ferenc Pinter (1931 – 2008) was an Italian painter and illustrator. He was born in Liguria to a Hungarian father and Italian mother. His name was spelled Pintér Ferenc in Hungarian and he signed most […]
01Oct I could tell it was serious by the tone of her voice. Lieutenant Miller called me to her office where Craig Hammond, my old partner, was waiting in one of the chairs. His block […]