For the Love of Sin

For the Love of Sin

I rose, utterly befuddled, from my kneeling position beside the corpse. “This guy is completely free of sins, Henderson. I’ve never seen anything like it.”The coroner arrived, and I backed off to let him do his thing. He didn’t even acknowledge...
Second Chance Bird, Episode Seven

Second Chance Bird, Episode Seven

Chapter Thirty-Nine: Man Down Pam would never forget the sound of the scream, followed by the sickening thud. Her heart stuttered a beat as an intense chill arced through her body. She tried to get up to run to the door but her legs felt like rubber. Something...
Aerial Donkeys

Aerial Donkeys

Saalfeld Railroad Station, April 1635″Where is the local?” Karl looked at the station agent, who shrugged. “I don’t know, Herr Alpendorf. Reinhardt telegraphed when the train left Kamsdorf, but then closed down the station and went home. He...
The Arrow

The Arrow

Willem Krause watched the Las Vegas Belle fly over and the left side of his mouth lifted in his patented half-grin. He was a charming fellow. Which was something he both knew and worked at. Krause worked at everything. Very little had come easy to him. His title was...
Hydrogen: The Gas of Levity

Hydrogen: The Gas of Levity

Hydrogen was probably made by Paracelsus in the sixteenth century, and was described by Johann Baptista van Helmont in 1625. It’s not only the gas with the greatest intrinsic lifting power (once called “levity”), hence very important for airship...
The White Plague

The White Plague

Run! Yes, run, do not walk . . . to the nearest doctor’s office and demand that they write a prescription for a twelve-month supply of isoniazid for every member of your family. Unfortunately, even if the pharmacy has any of the drug, he is going to...
The Play’s the Thing

The Play’s the Thing

Mirari Semsa looked up with a start when the front door of her chocolate shop slammed open so hard that she feared it would come off the hinges. Elizabeth “Betsy” Springer’s familiar, lanky redheaded form made a beeline across the room, weaving in...
TMI

TMI

William Gibson saw it, although not completely clearly, this future—this present—filled with self-obsession and knowledge at our very fingertips. I'm not sure Bill was the first to see it—I know Algis Budrys saw miniaturization and small...