In the Eye

This originally appeared at The Irresponsible Reader.
—

I hung my jacket on the brass coat rack in one corner of the loft, then sat at my desk for a few minutes going through the snail mail that had accumulated since my last time there. There were three checks for services rendered, all of them for background checks I'd run on job applicants for local business owners. The background checks hadn't taken me very long, which was reflected in the fees I'd charged. Still, three checks in one day. Maybe I should hire an accountant. I glanced down at the checks again. They totaled a little over five-hundred dollars. Maybe hold off on that accountant thing awhile.

Hard Court

Looking for Rachel Wallace

tiny

God Save the Child

In the Eye

In the Eye