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slightly longer bit

At the border, Zdravko and Rusim were met by two Turkish cops. Redjeb had the cherubic look of an assassin. Gulbie could have been a stooge but her hands gave her away. Unless cows had hands. From the border they … Continue reading

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short bit

Freedom was an all-night road trip wheeling ever closer to forgetting who you were. Knowing and forgetting were roughly the same thing, given the right kind of morning showed up. Some mornings smelt better than others. Zdravko stared close to … Continue reading

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middle of nowhere bit

Nadejda wanted to talk to Rusim so Zdravko put her on speaker. “So you’re the other guy,” she said. “You know I’m the other guy,” said Rusim. “How’s it going?” “I’m driving home. What you up to?” “Nothing much. Cooking … Continue reading

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meanwhile bit

Rado pulled into a gas station on Simeonovsko shose. Some hood was filling up an orange Camaro one pump over. The hood looked at Rado’s nondescript-looking Peugeot. “So what do you put in that thing?” he asked. “Diesel,” said Rado. … Continue reading

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thracian bit

“Sit down.” A woman of about fifty with dyed brown hair and dressed in a dark suit motioned to a couple of chairs with a silver pen. “My name is Vila,” she said.
 “Detective Zdravko Nestorov,” said Zdravko holding out … Continue reading

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d’artagnan bit

“We’re gonna learn a lot, or nothing,” muttered Rusim as he pushed through the door. Inside, The Thing Man was a neatly set out array of unrelated items. On the one side was musical gear, with instruments hanging on the … Continue reading

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the thing bit

Outside Ravi’s, the sun was contemplating killing off some upstart cloud. Slowly. Outside was only half a street. The one side was walking in shade. The other side didn’t have a footpath. Georgieva and Petrov wandered off to find their … Continue reading

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titbit

Brushing back his thinning blond hair, Michail Gruyev replaced the phone on the large antique table beside his bed. His black mood subsided as quick as it had come. Four hours making love to Hristiana had left him with a … Continue reading

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pigeon bit

Lieutenant Gomenko’s mobile rang. He pulled it out of his pocket, looked at it, then juggled it to his ear. He swivelled around in his chair. “I am,” he said, looking out the office window. He listened some more. “We’re … Continue reading

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principal bit

Zdravko knocked on the door that said ‘Principal.’ The rest of the doors were less direct and said things like ‘Compost’ or ‘Room 55.’ Everything was in code. Mrs Brenner was a middle-aged woman with tousled brown hair and dressed … Continue reading

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