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Law School Murders: Fame and Infamy
Heather Boskin leaned against Kim’s desk in the lecture hall. She wore tan and blue pumps and a matching skirt and blouse. She had red lipsticks that accentuated her plump lips. The flecks of grayness allowed her to know the difference between distinguished and trying too hard. She represented the former.
By Skyler Saunders2 years ago in Criminal
Law School Murders: Fame and Infamy. Content Warning.
Heather Boskin leaned against Kim’s desk in the lecture hall. She wore tan and blue pumps and a matching skirt and blouse. The skirt was blue and tan. She had red lipsticks that accentuated her plump lips. The flecks of grayness allowed her to know the difference between distinguished and trying too hard. She represented the former.
By Skyler Saunders2 years ago in Criminal
Law School Murders: Almost Cold. Content Warning.
The office of the dean looked stately and staid. It featured few if any modern furniture. A desktop computer was the only sign of the twenty-first century. Kim sat across from Heather Boskin. As a sixty-three-year old grandmother, she had gray hairs in her dark brown hair that matched her dark brown skin.
By Skyler Saunders2 years ago in Criminal
Law School Murders: The Living. Content Warning.
The Goulding parked itself and Kim stepped out of it. She carried her briefcase and continued into the school. In about thirty more days, the world would know the sentence of the murderer of the three frat boys.
By Skyler Saunders2 years ago in Criminal
Love At First Heist
In the dimly lit streets of Paris, where the cobblestones whispered tales of intrigue and mystery, lived a notorious thief named Isabella Laurent. With her agile movements and cunning mind, she had become a legend in the criminal underworld. Isabella's latest heist was the talk of the town, a daring plan to steal a priceless diamond known as the Eclat de Lune, rumored to be cursed with a history of stolen hearts.
By Joseph Mwangi2 years ago in Criminal
The Assault
In the house on the hill, on the other side of the tracks, a card game was underway. This wasn't the sordid poker game that you're probably picturing. This was a classic game of Go Fish - adding to the wholesomeness, it was happening on one of those physically big card sets adorned with an overly-large font and clad in the images of goofy cartoon fish. Sitting around the table, and thoroughly engaged in the game at hand, were a motley assortment of characters. The ones who initiated the game (and were currently in the lead) were two young girls, sitting directly to the left of them, at the head of the table, was Fred, the grandfather of one of the girls - and the Guardian of the household. Filling the remainder of the table were five men between the ages of 35 and 60 - all looking as shady as their pasts. It was a sight, that's for sure, but for this group of misfits, it was a pretty average Friday night - Fred's granddaughter and her best friend come over for game night and all the guys gather 'round to partake in whatever game they choose. About halfway through their third game of Go Fish, they heard a dog bark in the distance. Other than that, the night was filled with contemplative silence and giggles.
By Calista Marchand-Nazzaro2 years ago in Criminal
Law School Murders: Likeness, Name, and Image . Content Warning.
The video for Yawquisha’s package on Kim kept glitching. Every time she put in the chirons or the runner, she would see a symbol in the lower left hand corner showing her the levels of what needs to be done to upload the file.
By Skyler Saunders2 years ago in Criminal
