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The Missing

Those that kill, believe dead men tell no tales. But the dead can speak. They find a way. With my help, I get the message to the living. The call...
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Steelie 15

The muffled rumble of trains arriving and departing, the continued hiss of steam escaping from locomotives follow them. Echoing announcements...
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Steelie 14

Mole stands on the U-Bahn platform, his leg jiggling. The place reeks of sweat, damp woollen uniforms and thick coats pressed together, and the sour...
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New Directions (31) UPDATED

Even though I was expecting it, the harsh sound of my American telephone setting startled me. ‘Bonsoir, Mon Lieutenant Peters.’ Addressing me by my...
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Steelie 13

Brodie snatched Sharon’s phone from her hand. She’d been smiling and checking her message. He’d read them too. Before handing her back the blank...
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Steelie 12

The clack of the pool balls behind Sharon’s head, a metronome, marked the growing silence between them. ‘I better get back,’ she croaked, not really...
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Steelie 11

‘Don’t worry too much,’ Steelie spoke out of the side of his mouth.‘Yer common-sense has goin missing. It happens quite a lot around here. Usually it...
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Steelie 10

Rain lashed against the windows and brought a clatter of feet from the smokers outside. A man with a scar bisecting his chin, swaggered over to their...
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Steelie 9

A dog howled outside the front windows. The sound cutting through the pub. Brodie looked at Steelie, his hard gaze softening when he moved empty...
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Friday Karaoke In The City

Friday Karaoke In The City by Paul McCann Somewhere between Dublin and Sydney there’s a wee pub , where you can sing all night in the karaoke club ...