Caught with his hand in the cookie jar... #MysterySuspense #Romance

Playing Fields

by Karen Stillwagon


“Oh Baby, if I can’t have you now my balls are going to burst!” Good lord there have been many bad lines muttered in a bar but this is by far the worst. But I agreed to take the case and I was here to do a job. But if I had to deal with this guy for too much longer I’d have to hurt him. Finding him was easy. He was the one making his rounds to all the single women, and subsequently getting rejected by the same. The night was too young and the crowd too sober for him to find any takers. After securing a place at the bar where crowd was in view, I lean over to order a drink, wearing my black sundress that fits like a glove, my breasts all but falling out, and Charlie makes his approach.

My name is Cassidy Fields. My job is to follow husbands...

From "Cryoskip's Footprints" by Jason G. Anderson

While searching the complex they had spent several weeks traveling to, Derek and Butch make an unexpected discovery...

Derek stared with mixed emotions at the room Butch had found. It was a room all too familiar to him. To both of them.

Four large coffin-shaped containers sat in cradles on one side of the room. Vats of chemicals connected by snaking tubes to the enclosures sat behind each cradle. Unlike everything they had seen so far in the complex, the equipment in this room had power. Lights and readouts were visible on the ends of three of the coffins.

“Those sons-of-bitches. I can’t believe it. They did it again. They screwed with more people’s lives!” Derek stormed toward the nearest cradle.

“Wait! Don’t touch anything! If there are people inside, we might be able to revive them.”

Derek turned and stared at Butch for a few more moments. Memories flooded through his mind, memories of waking in a room filled with coffins like the ones in front of him, alone, unsure of where he was or what had happened to him. Memories of his wife and son. After a few moments, he shook his head to clear it, then turned back to the cradles. His face softened.