Always In Trouble

My life was dark. Now I just laugh at the problems and the pain. Why not?

This day started off like most others. With gangsters and gunfire. The cops pretended to investigate and left. I walked around the crime scene. Thinking about the madness of it all. Got tired and left.


It was an easy place to leave. Nothing was accomplished today. Today the crooks got away. But tomorrow was coming.

Can't Have What You Want?

People tell you lies. It's up to you, to believe it or not. The streets I walk, get dark and cold. We are all being tested.


Rival gangs are fighting for control. I'm not choosing a side, they are both corrupt crooks. Full of hope, and letting go of fear, for once. I walk towards an uncertain future. 

I Ain't Dead Yet

The streets are still here. And so am I. Yes, I've lost some things. But I've gained others. I'm not sure how this is going to end or what I'll find on the other side.

I get my stuff together and prepare for the battle ahead. I learned from a wise man, that everything is a tool. And we can put down or stop using, what doesn't work for us anymore. And pick up new things. Whatever we want or need. Not only physical objects, but even ideas, too.

Choose the right tools for the job. My guns are loaded. My war on crime continues. Crooks, beware. 

One Hard Bastard

Nightmare Jones < A Private Eye Not Afraid To Die >

My fist busted a face. This face deserved it. It belonged to a dumb,dirty,crook. A gun was pulled but not fast enough. The gun was taken and a punch was given. Laying on the floor the crook held his broken nose. Yes brass knuckles do work.

Trouble In The Trees

A Nightmare Jones Story

A man walked out of the woods. I was walking on a trail on the side of the road. He said,"Give me your money!" I said,"Go back where you came from or I'll bust your ass." He ran back in. And stepped in a bear trap. Ouch.

The maniac that put it there came up and shot him. Then came for me. His insane eyes glaring at me he came closer. Before he could shoot and I could pull my gun, he stepped on a rattlesnake. Jumped,stumbled,in the road and got hit by a car. He died.

The Dick Kicks Ass --- A Nightmare Jones Private Dick Story

That night I walked the streets. Shots were fired up ahead of me. I pulled my gun and saw a man run up the street. He saw me and pulled his trigger. He missed,I didn't. I stood over the body of the hitman as his blood ran into the gutter. His victim lay dead in the doorway of his business. It seems the union boss ordered the hit. I'll take him down one day. If he gets in my way. I put my gun away and walk.

Killer Woods ------ A Michael Davis PI Story

I walked up the hill,dogs barking in the night. Heard a noise pulled my gun and ducked behind a tree. The crazy fucker ran by me and jumped over a bush. He must have landed in dogshit cause he got up quick and ran towards me. I shot him eight times. That's what he gets for stealing my lunch and killing ten people.

The Reaper Came ------ A Michael Davis PI Story

The house stood all by itself on the end of the street. Many large trees stood in the darkness of the yard. A black-garbed figure crept closer to the porch. Something was in his hand. I watched from my heap carefully hidden. This was getting interesting. It seemed someone was about to die. It wouldn't be me. Not tonight. Maybe tomorrow. I slipped out of my car yelled at the goon raised my gun. Light went on in the house. He glanced at me. Ran. Seconds later he screamed. I looked down into the hole he fell into. He must have broke his neck. That and he fell on his knife. Trying to kill his mother-in-law had gotten him killed.

That Night ----- A Michael Davis PI Story

It was a dark and stormy night. Well it was. And yesterday wasn't much brighter either. I'm Michael Davis,Private Investigator. I was pulling up in front of Jill's house . She's a sweet girl I know. I heard a loud noise. Coming from her house. I saw a large man walk by the window. He was in the house. I almost ripped my car door off getting out! I flew up the stairs and tried the door. Locked. I knocked. Ran around the side. Went in a window my gun was in my hand. I saw Jill she was tied up on the living room floor. She wasn't wearing any clothes. In a rage I stormed into the room. Ready to kill a small army. Only one man turned to face me. A sick grin was on his face. Then the face shattered and the blood flowed. His gun fired into the floor. He couldn't raise his hand in time. I put two more bullets into his chest,as I kicked the gun out of his hand. Jill kissed me as her tears fell. I thanked God I got there in time.