Cindy’s Sin – Las Vegas Stories, Short Stories, Las Vegas Novella
Cindy’s Sin is the first Las Vegas novella in a planned series Tall Tales of Sin. You can purchase the entire story on Amazon.
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Cindy's Sin - A Las Vegas Story: Cindy’s Sin – Chapter 12
The Coin Castle King All the discarded neon from the hotels, motels, clubs, and casinos of Las Vegas ended up in the boneyard. Once shiny and bright, signs now waited here to die. Tucked behind a sign company, the boneyard only took visitors by appointment. It made a kitschy place to meet. Todd preferred this spot to any other place in Las Vegas. It wrapped up all of the glitter, glamour, and glitz into one…
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Cindy's Sin - A Las Vegas Story: Cindy’s Sin – Chapter 11
Neon Boneyard Cindy slept in a grey REO Speedwagon shirt on the overstuffed couch in Wallace’s office. A gauze bandage covered the hole in her arm and she crammed her bare toes into the cushion for comfort. The day had been a lot of trouble. Wallace gave her the t-shirt and some jeans from a bag his daughter stashed under his desk. Laying on the couch, Wallace realized how much Cindy reminded him of his…
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Cindy's Sin - A Las Vegas Story: Cindy’s Sin – Chapter 10
He Like a Good Steak Todd Loudin owned a lot of places and people in Sin City. The people owed him favors; the places owed him nothing. The people sometimes ended up hurt; the places were infamous. He liked a good steak and no place proved better than the Silver Steer. Frank Sinatra and the Rat Pack ate here, the King of Rock and Roll held court, and Natalie Wood bought her own velvet touch.…
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Cindy's Sin - A Las Vegas Story: Cindy’s Sin – Chapter 9
Don’t Give Up Now The pain in her arm became intense, but she took some comfort in the news Wallace offered. She might confront the man responsible for her dad’s death. What would she do? The terror began to rise from the pit of her stomach. Was she prepared to kill him? The idea seemed remote until now. She had enjoyed thing about how she would take care of Todd. The thinking and plotting revenge made her…
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Cindy's Sin - A Las Vegas Story: Cindy’s Sin – Chapter 8
Cranberry Juice The emergency room at the county hospital seemed too busy for a Tuesday morning. Tucked in every corner sat screaming babies with frantic mothers, homeless suffering from the heat, foreigners nursing hangovers, and Cindy with a gunshot in her arm. She sat in the middle of a bed pushed into the hallway with her legs dangling over the edge. A gauze pad with a red circle of blood covered her arm. This part…
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Cindy's Sin - A Las Vegas Story: Cindy’s Sin – Chapter 7
Paramedics wheeled Charlie out of the club through the mess of wires, broken glass, and water. A medic taped gauze on Cindy’s arm where a bullet broke the skin leaving a bleeding gash. Cuts and scratches covered her legs. “He’s going to live,” Wallace said. “How he didn’t die is anybody’s guess.” How they all survived, nobody could tell. A flash of gunpowder played again in Cindy’s mind as the bullet sent a cascade of water over Bill’s…
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Cindy's Sin - A Las Vegas Story: Cindy’s Sin – Chapter 6
Todd Loudin heard the shots below his office. They sounded close. He cocked his head to listen. Two more shots and screaming. He rushed to the window. A man dressed in all black ran away from the Glitter Gulch. Behind him, a half-dressed girl flailed on the ground with a hole in her leg. Another girl wearing only a bikini tried to help her. Green bills blew out of a broken grocery bag. A couple bills stuck…
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Cindy's Sin - A Las Vegas Story: Cindy’s Sin – Chapter 5
A man dressed in black shifted his weight in the far booth with the girls. Feather hung on him like a white dishcloth and her breasts touched his shirt. She patted his arm when he laughed. The man chewed on a swizzle stick and a baseball hat hung low over his forehead. Cindy noted the corner of his eye when he smiled at Feather. “They seem full of energy,” Cindy said. Bill looked behind him. “The night…
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Cindy's Sin - A Las Vegas Story: Cindy’s Sin – Chapter 4
Cindy counted the number of bubbles rising from the bottom of the aquarium behind Bill’s head. A black and white fish floated through the bubbles followed by a yellow and blue. The black and white was missing an eye. Otherwise, each fish looked happy to be swimming in a strip club. “You should add a clown fish.” Bill looked over at her. “Like Finding Nemo.” “You are an odd,” Bill paused. “No, make that a…