• Prominence by Andrez Bergen

    Before a further piece of wisdom I poke the chromed muzzle of my .45 calibre Auto-Ordnance into the front angle of her neck, between jawline and a noticeable laryngeal prominence. “You know only six-point-two percent of women have them?” “Have what?” The brunette’s return comes out surprisingly confident despite the question mark. For my money, […]

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  • Neck-Tied by Andrez Bergen

    There’s blood on my hands yet I’m well nigh choking to death. The weight behind me, somewhere I think near to my own, has that fishing line wrapped around my neck and is yanking hard. I’ve cut my fingers up trying to stop the wire slicing further into my throat—I can see bone sticking out […]

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  • Come Out Swinging by Andrez Bergen

    I stepped up to the plate and moved to king-hit the bastard from behind. Sure it was cowardly, but also a pretty nifty manoeuvre, done without a moment to second-guess myself or opportunity to nut out a different course of action. His head was unprotected, an obvious target dressed up in messy, straw-coloured hair. A […]

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