Dave Giorgio’s reedy voice heightens the seedy despair of novelist and playwright Jack Bates’s lean prose in A Murder of Crows. A 23-year-old former lead singer of a heavy metal band has reached a dead end. Three years earlier, as his music career was fizzling out, he stole a large chunk of change from his bandmates. He hit escaped on a motorcycle, and found himself living day-to-day, flirting with danger. Now the money is gone, but there are still opportunities: an alluring woman and the possibility of a big score. The threat of death lurks steps behind him, but he’s not ready to get back on the road. Will the past catch up with him?
The former lead singer of a heavy-metal band cheats his former group out of their severance pay and sets out on the road with no particular plan. Three years later, he finds himself running from mistakes he’s made, and it puts him on a path with a dangerous young woman who shares his similar lack of morals. When an opportunity for a big score presents itself, the drifter finds himself sticking around the woman, even when he knows he would be better off getting back on the road. Is it too late to save himself or will he, once again, make the wrong choice, which could very well jeopardize his life?
This short story reminded me of an episode of Tales from the Crypt (without the paranormal element). Kind of a noirish "Sons of Anarchy meets Body Heat." It was a fun read. I'll look for more from this author.