Hey Folks, This week we’re back to more science fiction with the sequel to In the Siberian Fields: The Claim. Adolph Hitler, terrible as he was, was nothing but a pawn. One in a series of strings tugged by a puppeteer. Hitler was vanquished, but the entity that gave him rise never went away. Two centuries and two decades after the rise of Hitler, the same entity is still pulling strings. And he’s almost accomplished the … Read more
When the missiles are launched, who among us will know? Harold Cranston whistled a familiar old tune as he set the suitcases on the floor in the entry way of his home just outside Huntsville, Alabama. He stopped whistling for a moment and looked over his shoulder. “Helen, I’m going to put the suitcases in the car.” “All right, dear. Did you remember our pillows?” Pillows. She always insisted on taking their pillows. He could sleep … Read more
Shortly before 4 a.m. the rain began. As is usual in the high desert, it came with a gentle westerly breeze. It started as a drizzle in the valley and a light rain along the Sandia Crest. But the volume and velocity of the raindrops steadily increased. That too was not out of the ordinary. But the rain itself was far from ordinary. The fourth casualty was Officer Rafael Sanchez. * * * At 3:15 he … Read more
Darlene Joyce crept out of the fourth house on the block. The night was a little humid, a little cool. The half-moon cast an eerie, shadowed glow over everything, just enough that everything was still 3D. But the circle from the mid-block street lamp flattened part of it, rendered it a painting of her yard. She closed the door quietly behind her, then glanced toward the corner. There it sat. A red Ford pickup, filled with … Read more