Robert Quick

Grims reached the outer fence, a rickety wooden thing with a large gap in between the top and bottom…

It would be quicker to go through town but Grims didn't want to carry the corpse through the streets…

Grims surveyed the horizon moving only his eyes. He held a long butted rifle against his shoulder, b…

The fire rain came again last night, driving holes in the already pitted metal over our heads. Cossa…

Jacqueline signaled the bartender for another mojito. “It's not obvious to me.”

“Since your attack …

“Don't be so sure of yourself. You killed a man and blew up a building, you did not kill F.A.C.E. Ho…

It's so frustrating not knowing why things are the way the are. I'm on a familiar street. I think it…

Jacqueline, never Jack or Jackie, swirled the ice around the dregs of her mojito. It was her favorit…

The squid-girl resurfaced through the bleak waters. “Quick! Can you swim?”

I affirmed that I could …

The street had raised Lamar. He knew it was kind of a corrupt balance to the influence of his momma …

Reina browsed through the “curiosities” sure that everything in the store was junk. Wandering down a…

The cabin boy, now Master of the Ship, walked alone

stepping over the glass-eyed corpses of meat and…

The ship heaved high, breaking through the waves,

the dark hell of night's clouds and the sea's spra…

Lamar hadn't ever thought that he'd be a drug dealer. His grandma had once told him that the streets…

“Let me guess, you want out?” Deion leaned back in his torn up office chair. Now the strobing headli…