She had signed her own death-warrant. He kept telling himself over and over that he was not to blame, she had brought it on herself. He had never seen the man. He knew there was...

A slight concussion of the brain simplifies matters so beautifully.(“Three O’Clock”)

I am concussed,’ I announced, entirely sure of my self-diagnosis.”You’re fine,’ Takumi said as he jogged back towards me. ”Let’s get out of here before we’re killed.””I’m sorry,’ I said. ”But I can’t get up....

My foggy brain slid away and— And I was still dressed in only my bra and panties. Well, at least it’s a nice set of bra and panties. Yep, these were the thoughts going through...

And how is your head? Better?” he asked.”Very much. Sometimes it hurts.” Right now it was throbbing. “But every day I am much improved.””Where did you hit it? Are you bruised?”I put a hand to...