Lesser Evils, Part 13

13 – Prince Squid Lee’s apartment building wasn’t as shitty as Franco’s, but it wasn’t the million dollar condos you could find in some of the areas downtown. This was middle of the road squalor, as opposed to full on depressing squalor, and many of the apartment buildings looked alike, while a few small shops at street level added visual interest. Roan felt weird doing this in broad daylight, mainly because it felt like something that should be done in the dark of night – skulking in dark alleyways, hunting a fellow hunter. But he was no longer sure he had that kind of time. The way Holden had looked at him, he was sure he was worse off than he initially thought. Holden was the master of the poker face, he only let you see what he wanted most...

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Lesser Evils, Part 12

12 – Riding The Grape Dragon Holden could still taste peppermint gum on his lips when there was a knock at the door, and he almost didn’t answer it. Scott did two things before he left. First, he wrote his private cell number on a Post-It Note and stuck it to his fridge, weighing it down with one of his dick shaped magnets (this was a running joke, with many of his friends buying him either dick shaped or naked man magnets for his birthday or Christmas, cheapo gifts that were either meant as campy or lascivious, depending on who gave it to him), all while chewing a piece of gum like cud. Holden already knew that trick, which was simple enough – if you didn’t have time to brush your teeth, you just chewed some gum (ideally one of those kind that...

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New mix ….

This is Dylan’s mix, and it’s a bit more mellow than most of the previous mixes, reflecting his personality:

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Lesser Evils, Part 11

11 – Angela’s Secret In retrospect, he would have preferred the Chief chew him a new one. Chief Matthews always had a surprisingly orderly office, like she felt she should set a good example for the troops, and maybe that was the case. She had a new photo on her desk of her soldier nephew who was off in Afghanistan, and he idly wondered if she sacrificed any hope of a personal life in aid of a career, but then he mentally dismissed it, mainly because it wasn’t any of his business if she had, or if she was keeping any relationship she might have had a secret. For all its vaunted “diversity”, the police department was still a man’s world. Shaking off the old (white) boy’s club just wasn’t as easy as the PR office wanted it to be. She offered him...

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Lesser Evils, Part 10

10 – Run It Through The Dog The night turned into a mini-fiasco, as it was bound to. It started when a drunk Zack started chatting up a woman dressed like a Halloween version of a dominatrix (black vinyl looking bra top, matching tight skirt, heels high enough to stake a vampire with), with a fairly realistic Chinese dragon tattoo running from her stomach to the base of her throat, curving around like an apostrophe, peeking out of her bra like it was taking a measured gaze at the crowd. She didn’t look that into him, but humored him because he bought her a drink, and then an angry boyfriend showed up, a muscle bound behemoth who looked like he just walked out of the Road Warrior, with a brand (not a tattoo; an actual brand, burned into his upper arm...

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