The sign on the frosted glass door read Morrow Investigations in flaking gold letters, and beneath that, in smaller text that most people squinted at twice: Specializing in the Matters Others Cannot Explain. Elliot Morrow had written that line himself, eight years ago, after the Briarloch haunting. Before that job, he'd been a regular private … Continue reading The Coldest Case
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The Weight of the Eagle
The aqueduct hummed. Marcus Varro had never noticed it before — not in fifteen years of service, not through three postings across the empire. But standing here in the pre-dawn stillness of the Virginian hills, listening to the ancient water channels feeding the sprawling city of Nova Londinium below, he noticed it now. A low, … Continue reading The Weight of the Eagle
The Confusing Middle 