“What the fuck is going on? Where’s Xander?” Sophie and I follow Nathan into a sea of crewmembers, who are moving debris and medical ...

When I left the office, I spent the day driving and shopping around my Los Angeles neighborhood to forget everything Miss Billings told me. ...

“You wanna talk about what had you screaming in the middle of the night?” Sophie shoves a forkful of French toast into her mouth ...

“W-What is this?” I stuttered. “Louis is not the man he appears to be, I’m afraid.” Miss Billings sighed. “He’s done this before with ...

The weekend flew by, and before I knew it, Monday had arrived. In spite of the break, I was not well rested. Despite the ...

The young woman traced her fingers over the two reels and slid the cartridge that contained her fabricated image into the mouth of The ...

Wickham adjusted his hold on his walking stick, as his nervousness became more apparent with each minute that passed. Seagulls littered the grass close ...

“What’s the name of the ship, Em?” Sophie asks me for the billionth time, her dark eyes darting from one end of the marina ...

After Miss Martha finished her story, I stared at her in disbelief, unable to think of anything to say. Louis put his hand on ...

“Several weeks ago,” Miss Martha began, “The Natural History Museum of Los Angeles County’s Ornithology Department contacted me to investigate a suspicious black-market bidding ...