Having spent the entirety of the morning and most of lunch wandering around the woods, Ryan was exhausted.
Several police had shown up and Ryan had begun walking them around to make sure every single spot was found. It wasn’t hard for him when the spirits in the woods were eager to lead him to where they had been disposed of.
Isadora was apparently unable to truly bless or lay everyone and everything in the woods to rest, as that was the domain of a priest she said, but she did ...
2025-10-28 20:58:40 +0000 UTC
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Ryan made a groggy groaning sound as his brain spun up and tried to put together all that’d happened.
He’d spent most of yesterday filling out reports, giving statements, being interviewed, and providing information.
Everything that the police would need for their case against Mirella and her father.
As well as the numerous anonymous accomplices that’d been noted as having been at Mirella’s home.
Just in case Mirella didn’t show up for years, Ryan died, or so...
2025-10-28 20:58:12 +0000 UTC
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Ryan was hiding under a rocky outcropping.
Mostly from the rain and wind.
Yet also from Mirella.
There’d been a brief moment where he’d seen flashlights searching about through the trees. As if they were looking for something.
Yet no one was calling out.
It wasn’t a search party that expected whoever they were looking for, to come to them.
Assuming that they were a flush group, Ryan had rushed onward, following where the spirits directed him.
Wh...
2025-10-23 16:24:53 +0000 UTC
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Ryan blinked, staring at the darkness all around him.
He genuinely didn’t know if he was alive or dead. His mind wandering and losing focus and cohesion.
“Ryan, stop moving,” Vern chided him.
Again.
No sooner than Vern had spoken, than Ryan’s mind caught up to the situation again.
It felt like slowly pulling on a rope, forgetting the rope was in your hands, dropping it, and then looking around for the rope.
Only to suddenly remember you dropped it, ...
2025-10-23 16:24:50 +0000 UTC
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“Nobody said anything while I was in there,” Vern offered as he and Ryan walked back to the car. “Whatever the sergeant sent to Murphy was electronic and… and that was it. He himself just sat there for a while in his office and didn’t do much.
“Didn’t call anyone, didn’t respond to the email, didn’t do anything. Just sat there, staring at the email.
“And that email was just ‘someone’s asking about Mullins’ and that was it. There wasn’t anything mroe tha...
2025-10-21 06:01:04 +0000 UTC
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Unable to help himself, Ryan adjusted his light coat. Pulling at the hem of it and forcing it tight across his back and shoulders.
Crowley, much like Daisy, and apparently the Mullins family, lived in a rural nowhere part of the state. With a good amount of land and an overwhelming amount of wild.
In the end, Tilly didn’t come with him.
She would be of more use back home, watching to see if anything got updated, changed, modified, deleted, or ‘lost’ in the shared datab...
2025-10-17 04:57:27 +0000 UTC
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Ryan ran a hand through his hair and put the cell-phone down.
The coroner hadn’t been helpful at all.
If anything, Ryan felt more certain that there was far more going on here than he first believed. That things were most certainly not what they seemed.
The coroner had offered nothing at all about detective Mullins.
He claimed no knowledge, no memory, no ability to recall a single thing.
Despite the fact that the man had clearly known the name Vern Mullins and ...
2025-10-17 04:57:13 +0000 UTC
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Ryan groaned, ran his fingers back and forth through his hair, then threw his head back. Leaning back in his chair he stared at the ceiling.
“Mullins, whatever happened to you, no one wants to talk about,” Ryan complained. “That or its so bland, so boring, that it didn’t make the news in any way.”
“I like being a detective, this is interesting,” Carl added from where he was sat against the ceiling. “What do we do next?”
“I don’t know,” Ryan blur...
2025-10-14 03:55:59 +0000 UTC
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Chapter 8 - Forked -
Driving along the road back into town after dropping off Daisy, Ryan was leaning back in the drivers seat and moving down the winding hilly road.
With trees on both sides, a lot of loose gravel, and a heaping helping of debris, Ryan had the ugly thought that a lot of people could end up going right off the road and never being found.
This was certainly a nowhere that’d simply vanish people as if they were never among the living.
“I like her,”...
2025-10-11 04:22:00 +0000 UTC
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Chapter 7 - Faith -
Ryan glanced to Daisy who was currently looking over a laptop. All of the equipment she’d purchased could be directly plugged into a computer, or have it’s data downloaded at a later time.
Right now everything was plugged into the computer and she was recording all the information as it came in, into a spread-sheet it looked like. As well as taking notes, her fingers lightly clicking across the keyboard.
With a grin, Ryan looked back to the REM-pod&nb...
2025-10-08 05:07:29 +0000 UTC
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Chapter 6 - Foundations -
Ryan looked around the furnished two-bedroom apartment he’d rented.
It was within the price range that he could afford based on the salary Misha was paying him, had all the furniture he’d need, and was set for a year long rental.
While it wasn’t perfect, and he was probably paying more than if he’d just shipped his furniture over, all the furniture he’d left behind had been cheap and terrible.
That and honestly a lot of that furn...
2025-10-07 04:38:49 +0000 UTC
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Chapter 5 - Road Test -
Ryan looked at the interior of the home and found it more or less a standard four-square interior. Each of the two floors divided into four sections.
Here on the first floor was the entry and parlor at the front. Ahead was the kitchen, to the left, the living room. Kitty-corner from where he stood would be the dinning room if he didn’t miss his guess.
Sometimes the kitchen and dinning room would be swapped but it could shift a bit here and there. Th...
2025-10-03 03:07:45 +0000 UTC
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Chapter 4 - Baptism -
Ryan looked over the mass of information laid out on the hotel room’s dining table.
A great deal of information that looked as if it’d been gathered over a period of weeks, rather than recently.
From home purchases, to news clippings of things happening in the area, to interviews with previous owners, neighbors, realtors, and even what looked to be the mailman.
Blowing out a breath, Ryan rubbed at his brow with several fingertips as he read ov...
2025-10-03 03:07:14 +0000 UTC
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Chapter 3 - Planning -
Ryan drummed his fingertips along the diner’s table.
Staring out the window as he did so, he watched as people went about their normal morning routine. He’d spent the rest of the evening trying to coax the Nightmare into action, but dusk had already passed.
He’d been forced to wait for sunrise and then disperse it.
The new-kid had gone home at midnight, leaving Ryan alone in a strangers home as a Nightmare bumbled around in the closed off a...
2025-09-30 04:52:20 +0000 UTC
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Chapter 2 - Counter -
Ryan unlocked his phone, stuck it down in the center console, angled it toward Carl, and threw the transmission into reverse.
And damn near backed right up into another car.
Pushing the brake he stared out his window at the driver.
It was a young man that was barely in his twenties, Ryan would be. He had on dark clothes and had parked at the curb in front of the house, but part of the front of his car was sticking into the driveway.
He had d...
2025-09-26 05:55:03 +0000 UTC
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Chapter 1 - The Call -
Lurching up out of his bed, Ryan then rolled out of it. Landing beside it on the ground his brain was already getting him ready to take cover.
To grab his weapon and get it up and ready.
Panic slammed through him followed by fear. If he didn’t get eyes on their attackers they’d get their shit pushed in before they knew it.
Scanning the area for his weapon Ryan felt naked and that everything was about to get worse. That he was going to die...
2025-09-24 05:28:44 +0000 UTC
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Privateer's Commission 2 has been dropped!
It's another round of pirating, smuggling, and generlaly truly unlawful behavior.
... Unless you're a Privateer, then it's just Tuesday.
Give it a read, give me that 5 star review, and share it with your feed, friends, and facebook.
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2025-09-12 19:20:30 +0000 UTC
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Chapter 18
Taking in several quick breaths Ralph took the corner quickly, his pistols upright, and ready for whatever was ahead of him.
As he cleared the corner, he found two soldiers in basic body armor, helmets, and space-suit’s in front of him. They were armed with laser-weapon rifles and held in front of themselves.
When Ralph’s eyes landed on them, he found that they didn’t appear to be ready for him. They weren’t expecting someone to come around the corner with...
2025-08-09 19:31:38 +0000 UTC
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Chapter 17
“I can’t find the flag ship,” Marionette reported in finally. “I’ve grabbed as many laser comms as I can, I’ve routed it all through Xas, thank you by the way dear, that was so very helpful. I hope you join us after this for our traditional victory nail painting.
“But anyways, there’s nothing that shows up one way or the other as to who is the flag ship. They’re being deliberately cautious and vague about it. Orders are coming down from more than a few...
2025-08-09 19:31:18 +0000 UTC
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Chapter 16
“Ralphy, the shuttles are all moving toward the fleet and will dock soon. We caeran’t wait any longer,” Xas concluded. Putting a cap to his fears and the looming fear of leaving the planet without Janey on board.
“Damnit,” Ralph hissed, staring down at the planet through the steel-glass of the cockpit. “She didn’t even say anything. I can’t even verify when she left the damn ship.”
“I’m sorry, Ralphy. I was rather pre-occupied with my deliver...
2025-08-09 19:30:43 +0000 UTC
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Chapter 15
Ralph groaned at the repeated soft beeps.
“Xas,” Ralph grunted out while shifting in his sheets. “What is it?”
“A high level communication,” answered Xas in a quiet voice. “Sorry, Ralphy. I’d let you sleep if I thought it was possible. I read the message though and it’s something you need to read immediately.
“Before you ask, the girls are all asleep in Rio’s room. All of them. She managed to convince them all to crash out in her room a...
2025-08-09 19:30:11 +0000 UTC
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Chapter 14
Ralph sat down into his seat.
He felt pretty great.
It’d been brief.
Quick.
Lacking in the time he and Marionette normally took with one another.
But it was a reconnection between them.
Short as it was, it was filled with kissing, grabbing, moaning, and gasping.
A physical linkage that’d felt broken until he finished inside of Marionette while staring into her wide eyes and blazing smile. She’d clearly felt the same.
“Ho...
2025-08-09 19:29:03 +0000 UTC
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Chapter 13
Ralph wrote down that yet another cargo ship had been taken, turned into a prize, all occupants aboard the ship stuffed on life-boats, and launched toward the nearest location that they could expect help from. Once logged, he flipped it to Xas, who would pin it to the ship, and engage it’s thrusters remotely and send it off back to Bertson.
“Got it. All set. Logged, tagged, and… sent,” Xas stated. “That makes eight. All without escorts. They really didn’t th...
2025-08-09 19:28:23 +0000 UTC
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Chapter 12
Ralph sat at the large table in the quarters they’d dubbed the ‘war room’.
He lightly drummed his fingers across the table and felt somewhat sick over his situation.
It was the morning after his night with Delilah.
When they’d finished kissing the lips off one another, Delilah had offered to take a shower with him, to which he’d declined. Then went back to his room, showered by himself, and curled up into his bed.
Sleep was hard to come by an...
2025-08-09 19:27:50 +0000 UTC
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Chapter 11
Ralph poked at his left hand with his right. Pressing at the palm, then the tip of each finger, Ralph found that he could feel the pressure through it quite cleanly. It wasn’t what his hand used to feel like, but it was something.
The sensors in the hand were actually giving him feedback and enough feedback that he could tell what was happening.
“I shall assume that it’s as I said, and they are continuing to adjust and become more normal?” Liseth asked as ...
2025-08-09 19:24:43 +0000 UTC
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Chapter 10
Ralph adjusted the glove on his left hand, fidgeted with it, then put his hand down in his lap. On his left was Liseth, on his right, Delilah.
He’d wanted Winnie and Marionette with him, but the former had declined, and latter wasn’t feeling well.
At all.
She’d gotten sick a day or so after they left the prison with Janey on board and hadn’t gotten much better. To the point that she was sleeping in her own compartment at night, rather than his bed.
2025-08-05 04:35:15 +0000 UTC
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Chapter 9
Ralph clicked his tongue and rubbed a hand against his face.
“Ralph,” Xas said quickly over his headset. “We’ve got a problem. I think the idea that someone already had a prison break plan in motion was right! A small assault craft just nosed up to the shuttle you arrived in! They pushed out out of the way and have docked!
“It’s unlisted, no transponder, and rally, the materials on the damn thing are a bit less than what we have on the Toll, but it’s ...
2025-08-05 04:35:06 +0000 UTC
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Chapter 8
Ralph checked his personal hold-out blaster and found it was ready. There were several energy cells he’d packed along with it just in case it needed to be reloaded. Then he lifted his sword from the scabbard and let it fall back in with a clack.
He would never go into known combat without checking his weapons to make sure they would clear holsters, sheathes, had the safety off, and were ready for use.
“Your sword looks like it could use a good scrub,” Rhea re...
2025-08-02 05:12:33 +0000 UTC
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Chapter 7
Ralph had gone back and forth, over and over, dropping off materials where Rhea had told him to put it. A small airlock that would be accessible to Delilah once she started in on the repairs.
Surprisingly, Rhea didn’t do anything in regards to the shuttle. Nor did she seem particularly interested in trying to get on the ship, or to separate Ralph or Delilah.
Truth of the matter was that she seemed more as if she wanted them to finish the repairs quickly, and leav...
2025-08-02 05:12:24 +0000 UTC
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Chapter 6
“That was a ridiculously slow response,” Delilah muttered with a shake of her head.
Ralph couldn’t disagree with her.
It’d taken the prison three days to request repairs for their door. The entire time up to that moment had been a lot of active defensive weapons guarding the breach.
In the end though, the request had gone out for repairs and supplies
Gone out, got intercepted by the Toll, and promptly doomed the repair crew to be captured by the...
2025-07-31 04:05:55 +0000 UTC
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