By Jeffrey R. DeRego

THE STORY SO FAR

Part Eight

The limousine door opens as I run up the street. We’re barreling out of the city before I get it closed and struggle to catch my breath.

By Jeffrey R. DeRego

THE STORY SO FAR

Part seven

I wake up to harsh fluorescent lights. My right arm is handcuffed to a hospital bed. The soft perpetual bleeping of machinery fills the room. I get … Continue reading→

By Jeffrey R. DeRego

THE STORY SO FAR

Part six

The kid’s voice quiets a little as I bolt down the street into the heavy weekend traffic of Acushnet Avenue. High school kids cruise up and down … Continue reading→

By Jeffrey R. DeRego

THE STORY SO FAR

Part Five

The tenements are easy to scale, but I ring the apartment doorbell beneath the intercom instead. They don’t answer immediately. Someone thunders down the steps.

I smile … Continue reading→