Author: Lee

Stephanie Sweat mixed with grime on Stephanie’s brow as she hunkered down behind the crates. Bullets sang their deadly tune overhead, each one a reminder of how close death was. Her heart thrummed against her ribs, a frantic drummer keeping time with the chaos. The warehouse, once a place of orderly rows and crated secrets, had become a battlefield. She squinted through the dim light, […]

Stephanie The crates splintered around me. Each shot, a death knell. My heart was a jackhammer against my ribs, each thud echoing the danger I was in. They said Adelaide was quiet, peaceful. But here I was, dodging bullets like a character out of a gangster flick. I pressed myself flat against the cold, rough wood, my breath ragged. Survival instincts kicked in; I needed […]

Logan Cramped space. The hum of machinery my constant companion. I sit, a lone figure in the dim glow of computer screens. They cast shapes across my apartment, light and shadow dancing over walls cluttered with tech and takeout boxes. My fingers dance too, swift over keys, a skill honed under military precision, now repurposed for a darker cause. Screens flicker. Code scrolls. My hands […]

Stephanie The office was quiet except for the methodical tapping of keys as I hunched over my computer, piecing together fragments of data like a digital-age detective. The glow from dual monitors cast an eerie pallor across the room, illuminating my focus: the mounting evidence against Logan. “Patterns repeat,” I muttered to myself, scrolling through lines of code and transaction logs. Logan’s digital fingerprints were […]

Logan The night was a heavy blanket, and my thoughts were the suffocating heat beneath it. The keys clicked under my fingers, a rapid staccato like how rain on a tin roof sounds like a round of applause. Each tap was a reminder of the past—a memory embedded in the code I once used to exploit the vulnerabilities of others. “Another sleepless night,” I muttered […]

Logan The wind cut through the eucalypts, rustling their leaves like whispers of conspiracy. I waited, back against the rough bark. This was the meeting spot—far from town, where the only eyes belonged to kangaroos and the odd wedge-tailed eagle circling above. “Logan?” Her voice sliced the silence. “Over here,” I called out, stepping into view. Stephanie McBride, my new ally in a game that […]

Andy Delmonte I sit alone, the office around me a mess of papers and dust. The light from my desk lamp is weak, throwing shadows against the walls like crooked fingers. They blend with the darkness outside my window, a seamless transition from the physical to the metaphorical. The computer screen glares back at me. Blank. My fingers hover over the keys, itching to move, […]