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Submitted to Contest #314
[Chapter 1: The Boy and the Grave]It was the hottest day of the year.Eli Cross was digging a grave behind the house with his grandfather’s shovel—an old, half-rusted thing that rang bitter against rock. The ground was dry clay, stubborn as bone. Each strike made his blisters deeper. The sun poured down without mercy. His shirt was long gone. Sweat traced lines through dirt on his chest. A shallow grave yawned at his feet—too small, too crooked.There was no one else to do it.The body lay off to the side, wrapped in a wool blanket already buzz...
Submitted to Contest #311
Bernie Erickson never liked the night shifts. They stretched on like shadows - long, restless, impossible to pin down. But in homicide, preferences didn’t matter. The dead didn’t wait for daylight. Tonight, the precinct smelled of old coffee and rain sneaking in through a cracked window above his cluttered desk. The overhead lights buzzed, flickering just enough to remind him he should go home - but he wouldn’t. Not yet. Three photographs lay before him like a grim puzzle missing its corners. Three victims - three lives snuffed out with the...
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