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Competent Hands

Competent Hands

“Listen, that sonofabitch killed my father.  So I want you to kill him.”             “You think Ellery killed your father.  Why?”             “Why?  Why?  Because he wants to take over.  He wants to be the head of the family.  Three hundred million a year is a nice round figure.  More than enough reasons to want [...]

There Are No Heroes

There Are No Heroes

She sat across from him in the booth.  Sat holding the cup of coffee in front of her with bent and twisted fingers filled with rheumatism.  Head bent down she tried to hide her face from him.  Tried not to reveal the tears flowing down her cheeks.  Tried to be stoic and brave like he [...]

There is No Johnny--Just Call Me Smitty

There is No Johnny--Just Call Me Smitty

There is no Johnny, Darlene. Not any more. From now on just call me Smitty. But Darlene, a word of warning. Run back to Russell...

Kneel

Kneel

"Kneel and look at the floor."             In the shadows of the apartment behind her the voice was only a whisper.  The barest of audible  sounds.  Yet there was . . . harsh malevolence.  The ring of unforgiving cold steel.  The certainty of death.             In the darkness of the semi-barren apartment the trembling young [...]

The Clean Up

The Clean Up

The Ford Escape flashed through a red traffic light, slipped around a small woman driving a small Nissan Sentra and slid to a halt parallel to a street curb, sending a curtain of water high into the air and falling like a liquid anvil onto the empty sidewalk in front of the red brick apartment [...]

Trailer: Call Me Smitty

Trailer: Call Me Smitty

  Call Me Smitty Video Trailer - by B.R. Stateham

Carnival

Carnival

Big circus tents. A massive, festive, restless crowd moving in a multitude of currents past booth after booth of cheap games, cheap prizes, cheap thrills. Towering over the tents, like a gigantic metal monolith, a gigantic Ferris Wheel. Lit up so brightly surely the denizens living on Mars could see it with the naked eye. People laughing. [...]

Proof

Proof

“. . .  Look, I’m telling you exactly what I think.  Your boy is guilty.  Guilty as sin and he’s going to the electric chair for it.  Once I present the prosecution’s case against him he’s as good convicted.  So get over it, you two.  It’s over.  Open and shut.” And with those words Assistant [...]

In About Fifty Years

In About Fifty Years

Dark eyes surveyed the room, a deadly little smile spilling out of his lips in the process. He found himself standing in the inner sanctum. The most secure place in the entire casino. The boss himself. To his right and sitting behind his desk was a fat little man with a shiny bald spot on [...]

Champion

Champion

Sun glitters, breath of Hell plays solemn songs of the Devirish across scorched sands. Nothing stirs in the Oasis Damned found in this harsh burning land. Hade’s wind stirs, evil thoughts weave and blurs. Carrion-birds soar like blackened ghosts on updrafts hot; eyes of the damned anticipating mid morning’s ruby-stained grisly meal. Oasis littered with [...]

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B.R. Stateham
B.R. Stateham

I am a sixty-three year old kid who still dreams and fantasizes like a fourteen year old. I consider myself a decent writer, but in the end, that judgement is left to others to decide.

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