The Date

The crack in the ceiling looks like a river if I turn my head. I found it the first week and I check it every morning which is actually every…

The Reckoning

The bullet takes him in the shoulder before he hears the shot. Nikos throws himself behind a concrete pillar, gasping, his old Kalashnikov clutched against his chest. The pain hasn’t…

The Boat

The apartment smelled like his father. Tobacco and stone dust and the sourness of a window left cracked through winter. Dimitri stood in the doorway with his suitcase in one…