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gaslight (13)
Lydia stepped in front of the weeping child instinctively, knowing Kate was unpredictable and capable of anything. “Calm your shit, I’ll take care of it. She’s probably a victim just like me. L...
Gaslight (12)
Lydia sat in the car unmoving after Kate excited the vehicle. Kate walked around to the other side of the car and opened the passenger door. Instead of her normal demanding nature, Kate said, “...
Gaslight (11)
Kate stood in Lydia’s bedroom doorway while Lydia went through her closet looking for something black to wear. “Think funeral not wedding my sweet. ” Lydia’s hand were visibly shaken but it wa...
gaslight (10)
Kate had no idea how long she had been staring in the bathroom mirror. She was naked and still slightly damp from taking a shower. The fog on the glass had faded enough that she was becoming clea...
gaslight (9)
Lydia watched through the peephole as the detectives walked away from her door. She hoped her pounding heart and sweat on her neck was unnoticed by the detectives. “Oh fuck, oh fuck, oh fuck” s...
gaslight (8)
Murdoch always kept his cruiser immaculate. There were no empty coffee cups or half eaten snacks lying around. Kate found this obsessive behavior a great source of entertainment for her while rid...
Gaslight (7)
Murdoch stood at the water cooler with Mickey Phelps and Detective Harris. “This shit is getting scary guys. You got people dying on a daily basis and it’s not looking like some gang-banger shoot...
Gaslight (6)
Kate looked into the bathroom mirror as she finished getting dressed. Skin tight black running pants with matching front zip windbreaker completed the outfit for tonight. Kate’s blonde hair was i...
Gaslight (5)
Murdoch gave the old wooden door a knock or two before he tried the knob which was unlocked as usual. Kate was a look first, then shoot kind of a cop so he figured he would live to see another da...
Gaslight (4)
Kate struggled a bit getting the keys in the door to the brownstone with the box of files under her arm. The lock in the old door had it’s quirks and Kate was eager to get inside. Plans were to b...
Gaslight (3)
The precinct was standard fare as far as offices go. The desks were generally disheveled and desktop computers hummed throughout the building. Kate had pulled her overhead fluorescents long ago h...
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The brill of the phone seeped into Kate’s boozy sleep. Not knowing whether it was a dream or reality coming to pay a visit Kate laid staring at the ceiling considering her options. Roll over and ...
gaslight (!)
“I’m fine. I don’t want a ride and I’ve had too much to drink. It’s less than a mile and I could use the fresh air.” Jerry gave Kate a doubting glance. He did not like the idea of walking alone ...
Book Description
short story written here of the fictional variety…
