Remington
Frain’s first girlfriend. And his last, apparently.
Tag: crime fiction
Quittin’ Time, LLC
Frain learns a painful lesson about reading the fine print.
Prosthetic Leg
Frain gets the boot. Literally.
Onion
Shed a tear over Frain’s “accidental” death.
Nail Gun
New week for Frain – same old result: Murder.
Liquor
The blonde was just having fun.
Katana
A Debt to Die For … twenty-two years later.
Jump Rope
Birdie, Birdie, in the sky;
Why must Frain always die?
Ice Sculpture
Deadly Vows Snub Nose missed his only shot at Frain outside the rehearsal dinner on Thursday. Missed a second chance pre-ceremony, Saturday in the park. Wanted to fire his thirty-eight in church when the minister asked if anyone objected to the marriage, but his fear of collateral damage – shooting the minister – stopped him from […]
Hot Air Balloon
Murder With a Bad Altitude My wife walked four paces behind me, a pink Colt revolver in her hand. I mocked her. “Shoot me with your pinkie, and I might need a couple stitches to close the flesh wound.” “It’s a thirty-eight. One shot into your cerebellum, they won’t bother with stitches.” Suddenly she’s a […]
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