He ducked into some tiny Chinatown restaurant where he wouldn't be conspicuous. The waiter came and he grunted and pointed...

Branson charged into the stables with fire in his eyes. Three of the seven Grand Knights of Grathsen had fallen....

Jim Ellis found his new surfing buddy, dead, on the beach, with a fresh tattoo glistening on his arm....

From the fields finally emerged the King Of Wheat. His breath smelled of freshly baked bread as he ambled towards...

"Baba Jo," he'd said, "you're a real good window washer. Plus you're double the size of any other guy. You get triple pay on this job, just for chrissakes don't stick your nose anywhere but in the window you're washing."