Criminal Energy
a
Trust Machines story
by
clancy688
Afterwards, Mr. Peter couldn't really say what had spiked his attention in the first place. It may had been the fact that the odd pair hadn't come out of the Venn Machine in front of his store. It may had been something else. But whatever it may had been, he'd just stood in front of his store, smoking a cigarillo as his reward for another day of work being over when it had happened. Which had meant that he had had a premier seat to watch over t

Over the Top
a
Trust Machines story
by
clancy688
Morosely, Sean put the phone back into his pocket. How very typically of Josh. Asked him for a little bit of hanging out in their favorite bar and then didn't show up. At least he'd had the decency to inform Sean that he 'won't make it' - by sending a text message over half an hour after the stipulated time.
Damn him to hell. Sean growled internally, sipping his beer. He's a great friend, but sometimes he's just too irresponsible. Well, at least