Crime Flash Fiction Mkate Nusu
Devastation

Plumes of smoke rendered the city blind, people choked as dust showered on suits completely redefining shape and colour. Neatly coiffed hair rendered dishevelled and grey. Debris showered down like confetti, people coughing violently with dust kicked from pale faces with each exertion. Muffled screams and groans could be heard from under shattered columns and

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WHEN WILL PEOPLE GET IT?

This Saturday, I was hanging out with the most amazing women in the world catching up on the year, something happened. One friend was fondled inappropriately by the mall mascot! I have shared the matter with the management in an email, and their Facebook page, They have emailed an apology and said they will take

Crime Family Flash Fiction Mkate Nusu Revenge
Death to Government

Things were thick! Really thick! The ‘Government’ had walked in and there was no saving grace. She had walked in through the door soaking wet and stinking. It was flooded outside and we had forgotten the clothes on the washing line which were now completely drenched. “What have you been doing all day Akinyi?” the

Crime Flash Fiction Mkate Nusu Tragedy
No stone unturned

Image: www.theguardian.com The last candle had just been blown out. And Mr. Williams was walking to bed. As he steadied his bedroom door open, he heard a creaking floorboard and paused at the door, he listened intently for a few minutes, silence. His wife turning and sighing in her sleep disrupted his attention he walked

Crime Drama Flash Fiction Mkate Nusu Revenge Tragedy
No Place to Run

He stood under the glistening night sky. Eyes closed and  face raised toward the heavens, his lips were pursed causing the sides of his mouth to turn up. His breathing shifted between short fast breaths and extremely long exhalation through his nostrils. This went on for about a half hour. Ogor was in an open

Crime Flash Fiction Mkate Nusu Revenge
Payback!

Everyone was cheering and laughing at every stop as the van picked everyone up.Walter was making fun of Andrew again, making the slurping sounds that Andrew made as he sipped his coffee. In another corner of the bus Gilder was rapping a Tupac song as Becka beat boxed. The people around her constantly chanting “Go

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