Poe was waiting outside the smithy door when they arrived. He gave Marie an impulsive hug. "You okay?" She nodded, trying to get the emotions that had welled up under control again. "Do you want me to go rough him up a bit?" She couldn't help but smile at that. Poe was half his size,… Continue reading Papa? Part 4
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The Eye Opener
Dave knocked hesitantly on the door to Chloe's new office, "Femme Believing Investigations" emblazoned on it in pink on a lilac shield. The door opened to a bustling bullpen, only... not like the one's he was used to. Interview rooms lined the walls; pairs of comfy chairs inside so consults could be done in private.… Continue reading The Eye Opener
Death of a Satyr
Dave ran his fingers over Mike’s face, carefully shutting the satyr's now sightless eyes. “We have to do something about this monster,” he said gruffly. “We’ve got to stand up to him, I don’t care if he is a scion of the city.” “Why is this too far?” Chloe asked, staring at her partner. “What’s… Continue reading Death of a Satyr
Setting the Table
Wraith walks into the coffee shop, glancing around casually. She’s already cased the place, knows all the entrances and exits, as well as precisely where the woman she’s here to see is sitting, but makes a show of looking for her anyway. “Melissa, so nice to see you!” she air kisses the other woman on… Continue reading Setting the Table
Papa? Part 3
Once they had left, Regan turned to Poe. He eyed him for a moment. "Hit me." Poe looked startled and confused. "Why would I do that?" Regan shrugged. "You look like you need to hit someone and you won't hurt me." Poe thought about it for a moment. "You're sure?" Regan gave him a mocking… Continue reading Papa? Part 3
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