My Exegesis of the Holiday Frenzy So there’s this rich guy. He wears a suit, barks out orders to many underlings, and takes home the equivalent of a small country’s gross national product in pay and stock options—which he will dump at the merest whisper of trouble and allow his underlings to absorb the crash—but… Read more …

As she hunkered down under the dusty workbench, Officer Gillian Snow heard the far-off footsteps of a man who was coming to kill her. In what seemed like hours but in fact was less than 15 minutes ago, she had emptied the magazine of her department-issue Beretta 9mm at an attacker who had ambushed her… Read more …