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“Kablammo!” The detective shouted, a broad smile upon his face as he handed the criminal over to the guard. This was the detectives famous catchphrase, and everyone in the city [ . . . ]

They did it the same time every week. The group of runners ran past the same spot, every Wednesday, at Five-Thirty in the mornings. Every time. They ran past, stopped [ . . . ]

“Where are they?!” She said in a panic. “Andrew! Get in here right now!” Andrew entered the room to see his mother flipping over sofa cushions, sticking her hand in [ . . . ]

“…And that will be R50 please.” The cashier waited for the customer to pay. “But it’s just milk, how can it be R50?” The cashier just looked at him with [ . . . ]

There was one day a year he got some decent sleep – Christmas Night. The night after he finished delivering all the presents to all the little ungrateful children, was [ . . . ]

“That was the beginning of the day. I got the kettle on, and made coffee, while Grant turned on the PlayStation, and got Fifa set up and ready to play. [ . . . ]

“Hi Robert.” The entire group chorused the same words all at once. Robert wasn’t sure what to say, he had never been to a support group before. There were just [ . . . ]

It was no different from any other night, at least, on the surface. And what it was on the surface was just the San Diego Zoo. Closed. Opening again at [ . . . ]

The atmosphere was one that you might expect in a hotel bar. There were people all around drinking, having a good time. Not Robert. He had business that he needed [ . . . ]