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Truckload of Trouble, fiction by Tom Leins

I hear the rat­tle of the tow-truck’s rust­ed chain before I see it roll down the rut­ted track and into view. The last time I saw the Mul­li­gan broth­ers they hung a guy known as Blood Bub­ble from a hook … Con­tin­ue read­ing

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Nude with Boots, story by Tom Leins

"Same again – no ice." The bar­man glares at me. I don’t blame him. No one likes being told how to do their job. *** Slattery’s Meat Mar­ket is sit­u­at­ed in an ugly, unre­mark­able part of town. It used to … Con­tin­ue read­ing

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