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Get Into My Car
“Perfect end to a perfect day,” I mutter to the CLOSED sign hanging on the deli’s door. Larry never closes this place. What? Was there a death or something? I should probably give him a call, see if hewww.onedoor.cc’s okay. I fish around in my pocket but my cell isn’t there. I check my others to be sure but I only put the thing in the one pocket so I’m not shocked to find them empty as well. Must have left it charging at the office. I sigh, take a step back from the door, and turn to leave. My shoulder slams into the side of some guy walking with his girlfriend and he stumbl...
Edge
"It's teflon-coated, not stainless steel.""Are you sure about that?""Yes, I used to shave daily with Voskhod.""Why did you switch?""I tried the Wilkinson and since then it's my main blade.""I didn't like it in my Merkur; it bends it at a weird angle.""I'll lend you my DE89, great for Russian brand blades too. ""Oh, that's ok, I know you can't go a day without shaving.""I have many razors, Frank. I'm currently using -""That's our guy."Eric turned his head and locked eyes on the pizza boy."Let's get him."Just as the kid was buzzed in, Eric gripped his shoulder."We'll take that, boy. Go on, get."...
Cloudy with a Chance of Fog
From the corner of my eye, I saw the suspect. Crap. I needed to act natural. I could not mess this up.I kept my pace steady, even when he fell in line behind me. Taking out my phone, I called my supervisor."Hello?""Hi, I'd like a cheese pizza, please.""Agent Tay, is everything okay?""No, no peppers.""Is the suspect behind you?""Yes, pepperoni is fine.""Do you need backup?""I mean, preferably, I could go with some peppers...""Where are you?"My eyes landed on a random house in front of me. "I'm at—"The phone was ripped out of my hand, and in an instant, I heard a crack as someone stepped on it. ...
Provoked
His phone buzzed on the glass coffee table, flashing a number Alec didn't recognize. It wasn't in his contact list. He answered with restraint, trying to hide his anxiety. "Yes." "Mr Black?" "Who is this?" "Mr Black, it's Sonya Borger. Are you still employed at KXT Industrial?" "Ah, hello Mrs Borger. No, I'm currently not collaborating with them anymore. Is there a problem with the equipment?" "No, no problem. My friend wants to instal the system as well, and I thought I would recommend you for the job." "Ah, thank you, but I'm no longer providing services in your town." "That's a shame. Where...