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Notre-Dame-de-Grâce park was lit only by dimmed orange lights and reminded me of a handful of horror movies. I half-expected a knife wielding maniac to jump out from behind a tree and gut me, or for a barrage of zombies to run me down, rip me to shreds and eat my innards. But there were no maniacs or zombies, only Max and me standing alone in the park. Continue reading →

I complied with the police officer’s instructions and knelt on the ground with my hands behind my head.  I remained there for what seemed like an eternity as one of the cops cautiously walked around me, a pair of handcuffs … Continue reading →

“The flu thing my ass,” I grumbled. Surprised, Steve silently stared at me, his face similar to that of a child with his hand in a cookie jar.  It took a few seconds for the situation to sink in, and … Continue reading →

I stared at the open bag, estimating that it must’ve held at least 50 grand.  I then quickly closed it, and asked Steve if he’d lost his mind, to which he replied with a series of broken sentences regarding gambling … Continue reading →

The dark tunnel twisted and turned, the tall bushy man popping in and out of view in front of us.  He was running surprisingly fast, and my body soon began to ache as it tried to remind me of how … Continue reading →

“I already told you,” I repeated for the fifth time, “I havn’t molested anybody!” “Sure, whatever you say,” Murray said dismissively as he put handcuffs on both Steve and I while we knelt facing a brick wall. I tried to … Continue reading →