Fake short story by Iris Carden The body was lying face down, half covered in overgrown grass. “Council workers clearing the overgrown creek area found the body. When they realised what it was they stopped work and called triple zero.” Inspector David Webber said. “What makes you think it’s one of ours?” HDU Senior Agent…… Continue reading Fake
Tag: Crime fiction
Wine
Wine short story by Iris Carden I had ten bodies in cold storage at the time, all from the legit side of the business. Ten bodies. Three families. Three cars. One accident. One Christmas party. God knows how many bottles of plonk. Thee funerals each of multiple family members between Christmas and New Year. Merry…… Continue reading Wine
Mulch
Mulch short story by Iris Carden I don’t like dirt roads when I heard I’d have to drive an hour on a dirt road for this unofficial pick-up, I upped the price to fifteen thousand in cash. That extra five thousand was the hearse was going to get knocked around on a rough road, and…… Continue reading Mulch
Exhumations
Exhumations short story by Iris Carden There’s a reason my unofficial body disposals are only ever done through the crematorium. That’s a tradition my father began as soon as he took over the business from his father. In my grandfather’s day, cremations weren’t so popular in Australia, so his only option was burials, and there…… Continue reading Exhumations
Quaaludes
Quaaludes short story by Iris Carden Mr Anderson’s funeral had gone smoothly. In the reception room afterwards, I was carrying a try of sandwiches, offering them to mourners, when I saw Mr Anderson’s great-grandson handing out tablets to a group of other twenty-somethings. “What’s this?” I asked. “They’re Quaaludes, from Great-granddad’s stash. I found them…… Continue reading Quaaludes
Walrus
Walrus short story by Iris Carden She came without an appointment, but with her adult son. The mother reminded me of a walrus. It wasn’t just her size and shape. It was also her whiskers and the protruding teeth that looked like tusks. The son looked like a piece of spaghetti. If he’d been any…… Continue reading Walrus
Hypnotherapy
Hypnotherapy short story by Iris Carden Hello dear reader. I invite you to get comfortable now, while I tell you the strange tale of Elizabeth, who went to get help with a bad habit, and developed another instead. Elizabeth had a terrible problem with falling for the wrong men, the kind of men who would…… Continue reading Hypnotherapy
Sister
Sister short story by Iris Carden I was doing Mrs Capstan’s final manicure, when my sister rang. Oh, you didn’t know I had a sister? Actually she’s a half-sister. About five years after my mother left us, she came back for a visit with a three year old girl. She took off again, leaving the…… Continue reading Sister
The Big Time
The Big Time Short story by Iris Carden I was tired of quick scams, the things that get you the next meal but not much more. I wanted to hit the big time, one glorious scam that would either leave me set for life or locked up for life (or at least a long time.)…… Continue reading The Big Time
Crime Scene
Crime Scene Short story by Iris Carden We’d been called by a neighbour, who’d heard the commotion. The victim, a woman in her 30s, was lying unconscious on the floor. Around her, the room was in chaos. A two-metre high mahogany bookshelf had been knocked over, books strewn everywhere. Only a leather lounge and a…… Continue reading Crime Scene
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