Robbing Karl Schmidt should have been easy. He was staggering drunkenly as I stalked him through the moonlit streets. Instead, he snorted when I demanded his money, pulling out two empty pockets. “Somebody...

"You’ll never guess who just jingled into the station." Officer Fendall kicked the door closed, offering a Styrofoam cup of coffee to the sergeant. "No…" The sergeant sipped, frothing his mustache. "Yep...

“Everything can be monetized,” said the businessman at the corner table. “Christmas is a case in point.” The waiter didn’t want conversation. Now that he’d gotten close to famed investor Eb Scrooge, he had...

“What is the meaning of this?!” Grimwald’s breath puffed in the suddenly frigid air. Edmund was his business partner once, before consumption claimed him. They built their fortune together, squeezing every...

Ebenezer Scrooge was not fond of dragons. For one thing, they reminded him too much of himself, though he wouldn’t have admitted so for the world—although he might have considered it given a sufficient sum of...