February 15, 2010
by Donald Lunsford
The sickness woke him. Silver sharp bells rang in his ears. Pain rolled over his skin like heated burlap scraping and plucking as it went. His nurse, Huko, ran in plunging his hypo-syringe into the spider web of IV bags hanging beside the bed. He pressed a button on one of the [...]
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February 15, 2010
by Philip Roberts
Even in the depths of summer, Warren never wore short sleeves, but the prospect of the sale made him forget, and he rolled up his sleeves without thought.
Thankfully the client didn’t see a thing, too lost in paperwork and future planning to notice, but Blake, Warren’s boss, wasn’t quite as distracted, and called [...]
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