“In Paris” by Jennifer Solheim
You flatten your body across the bed. The early afternoon sunlight feathers over you. You grant it permission . . .
You flatten your body across the bed. The early afternoon sunlight feathers over you. You grant it permission . . .
Don’t miss Akashic authors in NYC this September! Click for information on individual events and on the Brooklyn Book Festival.
To celebrate the release of Chicago Noir: The Classics, the latest in Akashic’s Noir Series, we’re pleased to give you a look at the history of noir and crime writing in Chicago with editor Joe Meno’s introduction, “Language of Shadows.”
I used to photograph the ruin. The historic Packard Plant had become my forty-acre inspiration in the heart of Detroit. What was once the grandest and most industrious automotive facility of the early twentieth century had corroded into a sprawling wasteland, and I captured it all through my camera lens . . .
We drove as far as we could and abandoned the car when the gas ran out . . .
The guy’s Craigslist ad was exactly what I was hoping to find that night . . .
This happened at the Market Street garage . . .
Robbing the liquor store went well. Took less than a minute. Alex didn’t even need to shoot his gun at all . . .