Total Fiction: Storybook

  The Savage: the broken 1 The cool night air hit me in the face as we finally emerged from the warehouse. It was a welcome relief after the tension we had all felt in there and it helped to clear my head. Now that we had Rylan, we needed to get him to safety and then regroup about what we were going to do next. "We need to get him to a hospital," Simon said, breaking the silence and answering my question exactly as I had hoped he would. "And then we need to get home and regroup. We never should have underestimated those suits. We need to be prepared for whatever they are going to throw at us," he added, making sure I knew we weren’t out of the woods yet. The rest of the guys all nodded in agreement while Rylan was loaded into the back of one of the cars. "Let’s move," Cherry called, his start of ignition echoing through the night air. I motioned for Simon to step aside with me for a minute. The others all seemed to be busy with getting everything loaded u...

  Simon Bridges-Killshot There are those who want somebody dead so bad that they'll pay to have them killed.  That's where I come into the picture. When I left  the police force I became a private detective.  Upon my time doing that I realized that sometimes, in some circumstances, death was better. Some people were better off dead.  1 Simon sat in his car in the back of an empty parking garage. The deal was half the money up front. Then Simon will send it through a network of financial institutions to make it difficult to track.  The next morning Simon waited outside the house of his intended target. Don Meeks was his name, thirty-five and successful. That success came at the expense of the residents in this small Missouri town.  As he sat in his car, watching Meeks' house, the weight of the decision weighed heavily on him. His moral compass began to waver, conflicting with his professional expertise. The money was tempting, but he couldn't shake the ...