Archive | September, 2010

Decker Curie

Decker Curie, the Austin lobbyist, had agreed to meet Steve Malinco one last time. Steve represented a drug company that wanted exclusive access to some state-run foster programs. They claimed to have a pill for ADD in children. Curie wasn’t having any of it. She had a “tough but fair” reputation as a lobbyist. She […]

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Carson Sneaks a Peek

Curiosity had often drawn Carson Rachild into unusual situations. Like now, she reflected, remembering the conversation with Chandler Thornton and Napoleon Forest. “If you’re going to be out counting coyotes, see if you can learn something about what’s going on with Craig Schumflatt,” Chandler had said. “We heard he was having an important powwow of […]

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Unpleasant Incident

Ash Stringman suppressed his annoyance and walked on the court where Bam Schlammer stood waving his tennis racket like a Scottish Claymore at his opponent across the net. “That ball was clearly in,” Bam yelled in an outraged voice. Two women practicing on the next court finished their volley and decided to take a break, curious […]

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Lark

Lark was from Adelaide, South Australia. As a result, she occasionally lapsed into a slight Scottish accent. She could trace her family’s heritage all the way back to the original settlement which was in the same time frame as the emergence of Texas. Maybe that was part of the reason that she felt so much at […]

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Head of Security

Cory Masters returned the call from his Mazda MX-5 at 7:57 P.M, just as he was crossing the river on South Congress on his way home. The message had said that Chandler was relaying the message that he, Julia, and Napoleon had received the information on Schumflatt from Napoleon’s contact. “It’s dynamite, if you can confirm […]

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Waiting for Janice

To get to Snoopy’s Restaurant, Chandler circle back under the bridge that crossed the waterway between Padre Island and the mainland and found a place to park under a pair of scrawny palm trees bending in the breeze. Long, lingering shadows stretched across the scattered beer cans that littered the sand between the van and […]

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