The Jacket – Short Story

“It didn’t have to be this way… Why, did you have to be here tonight? It was supposed to be simple… Damn it all… “ On a rather dismal evening, Calloway Grey stood over the corpse of Florence Decoeur, his ex-wife. He had murdered her for reasons no more complicated than petty theft. Grey was panting and sweating profusely and he wiped away the sweat from his brow with the sleeve of his disheveled brown coat, which hid a white shirt yellowed around the collar from the perspiration. The blade was still lodged in the body of the unfortunate woman, … Continue reading The Jacket – Short Story