Shot to impress

Richmond Principe was beginning to realise that some things were better left undone, or not done at all. The bullet, a .22-calibre, had hit his chest at close range and exited through his back. “I don’t know the guy who shot me,” he said.

“That right… You think you could try to remember a few weeks back?”

Richmond gave the officer a look and shook his head as if he were thinking real hard.

“You tell your friend that he’d get a cut of the insurance money?”

Richmond rubbed the back of his neck saying, “It weren’t like that.”

By Vincent Holland

Inspired by the case of Richmond Principe –

Couple busted for marijuana

“You’re kidding me, right?” Kimberly Pardus said. “I can’t smell anything.”

John Pardus leant against the wall nursing his left hand and watched the police officer walk up the staircase towards the second floor where the smell of marijuana was strongest. Kimberly, his wife, was shaking her head. The idea of inviting the police back to their home to unload his .22-calibre handgun and make it safe was beginning to sound like a real dumb idea. Soon, he knew, the police officers would find the 46 marijuana plants and a closet full of marijuana trees hanging out to dry.

By Vincent Holland

Inspired by the case of John Pardus –