“El Cerrito” by Ron Riekki

“He shot her.”

“I see.”

“Yup.”

“Buddy” by Joanne Godley

“”BAM, BAM!” The report from his handgun caused folks to drop to the floor and scurry away like cockroaches seeking cover.”

“Blue is the Color of Night” by Steve Paul

Joe hesitated, then strode into the darkness of the bar. In the seconds it took for his eyes to adjust he could tell he would have the place virtually to himself for a while.