The line for the best-selling author was long. Toby hadn’t seen him for ages. "Come back next time," said his assistant. "But--" "He's a popular man." She handed him a card.

His son was gaming again when the agent arrived. "Congratulations. Your boy just clocked a billion followers, so now he's ours.” Men with ear pieces pushed past. "You can't do this." "Read

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His son was gaming again when the agent arrived. "Congratulations. Your boy just clocked a billion followers, so now he's ours.” Men with ear pieces pushed past. "You can't do this." "Read

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The cult leader reached the fields where her people toiled. They bowed as she approached. "Family, our sacred book will now be replaced by..." Mother Rhapsody held up a triangle and struck a

Grandpa's eyes fluttered closed, face now still like a shrunken wax facsimile. I touched Dad's shoulder. "He's gone. Let's go." He smiled, lips tight with hidden grief. "I need a few

"Did you even read this before you darkened my door with it?" The editor glared. The humble writer blanched. "I can do better." "You're giving us a bad name. This magazine is quality,

The coroner scribbled in her notebook. “Is that twenty-five feet? Thirty?” “Twenty-seven.” The factory supervisor scratched his neck. “Will there be media?” “Certainly.” She snapped her notebook closed.

Surrounded by guards, the parent-murdering despot gave a jolly smile. So close, but too far to reach. Especially for a boy. If he did hit him, he’d be captured. Jailed. Killed. The boy looked for something

The shade slew the last sailor. Only the captain and I remained. And I, no pirate, but a priest disguised. Atop the treasure sat a jeweled cross. The ghoul reached out a finger. I took the cross. Prayed.

Cassandra spun the dial. “You done yet?” Joel never believed in her. “Security. Two minutes tops.” A few more turns... He sighed. “Time. I’m leaving.” His footsteps faded just as the safe opened. Pocketing

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