Seth admired the small café’s unassuming ambiance, cheerful décor, and mouthwatering menu. I should surprise Melanie and bring her her...

The question hung in heavy in the room like the vile stench of the rotted, waterlogged, corpse. “Do you think someone ate it?” No soon...

Balancing the cup carrier, Seth opened the door to the morgue. He wasn’t even through the door when the smell slapped his face with th...

    Hours later as Seth drove home he considered the state of the corpse, or as Kim called it, “a floater”. The stench was magnitudes ...