Tom Matt Private Eye
1715 Hours. Tom Matt Private Eye’s Office
Fiction
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Ordinary Brush (short story)
~Don’t be a Mark~
The Girl
I saw her today and stopped her.
She has brown eyes. She is the best. My best friend, QQQ-1239. I shifted uncomfortably in front of her.
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Chapter Twenty Five- That of Poison and Roses
Business.
Business.
Business.
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Chapter Twenty Three- That of Poison and Roses
Please.
Please.
Please.
I hadn’t been planning on saying it. Everyone’s words were a secret only to them, but to my knowledge, people always said things like sorry, safety, love, remember, or hope.
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Chapter Twenty Two- That of Poison and Roses
Death.
Death.
Death.
It fills the air with it’s ominous hold, chills my bones with a sense of numbness I didn’t think possible before.
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Chapter Twenty One- That of Poison and Roses
Dresses.
Dresses.
Dresses.
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The Power Within Us
The Power Within Us
A new year had come. No big fireworks, no bright laughter, not even a small piece of cake: an odd new year.
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Eight Barred Rocks - Prologue
The first chapter of a story I've been writing.
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Detective Lives
Blood was splattered violently along the walls of a long, dark, cold, ally way. In the back left corner of it was two trash bins over flowing with garbage; untouched by any man for weeks.
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Red
When I was first brought into the boathouse, the outside world was different. The rowers were different, the clothes they wore were different, the oars they used were different, and the waters of the lake were clearer.
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Ordinary Brush
~Don’t be a Mark~
The Girl
I saw her today and stopped her.
She has brown eyes. She is the best. My best friend, QQQ-1239. I shifted uncomfortably in front of her.