Via a tip from Little Miss Attila comes a new short story by Inspector Dan Rather, “My Teleprompter is Deadly” at
Iowahawk.
It was a slow September night in Manhattan. The kind of sweaty summer night where the mean streets of Gotham run wild with the shadowy scum of the Republican National Convention. The kind of night where mysteries are born. The kind of night I live for.
My name is Rather. And I’m a dick.

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