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The pool was empty except for Marcus, floating on his back like something abandoned. The water was that artificial turquoise that exists nowhere in nature. He'd been here for forty...
The fluorescent lights hummed their usual complaint as Marcus stared at the spreadsheet, feeling more like the data than the person entering it. Forty-two years old and he'd become...
The spinach stuck in Marcus's front tooth should have made me laugh. Instead, it made me realize he'd been lying to me for three years. We were at The Palm, that overpriced steakh...
The baseball game played in silence on the bar television, its muted colors reflecting in Elena's whiskey as she swirled the glass. Across from her sat Marcus—the friend who had be...
Elena stood in the corral at dusk, the Montana wind biting her cheeks. At thirty-seven, she'd spent sixteen years as a stock contractor, providing bulls for rodeos across the West....
The hat had belonged to his father—a felt fedora that smelled of tobacco and rainy Sundays. Elias adjusted it, though the sun beat down mercilessly on the padel court. He hadn't pl...
The resort pool shimmered like a dropped coin in the underbelly of the midday heat. Elena sat on the edge, her legs submerged in water that felt too warm, like bathwater that had b...
Marcus had been working at Verdant Wellness for three months when the corporate espionage assignment arrived in a plain envelope. His handler at the agency called it Operation Gree...
The coaxial cable lay slack in Carlos's hands like a dead snake, its copper core exposed where she'd chewed through it during the night. He'd found her at dawn, floating in the bat...
The iPhone buzzed against the nightstand at 4:17 AM, its blue light illuminating the empty side of the bed where David hadn't slept for three months. Sarah didn't need to look. It ...
The night Maya died, lightning fractured the sky like something trying to escape. Sarah watched from her apartment window, the papaya on her counter growing softer in the humidity,...
The corporate retreat brochure had promised 'transformational leadership' at a desert resort, but Elena found herself at the edge of the pool at midnight, trailing her fingers thro...