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Teenagers Ritchie and Donald abduct a pair of children, intending to return them for a reward, but they chose the wrong kids to mess with. Image generated with OpenAI Selver and the bee held each other in thrall. He stood transfixed in the tall meadow grass, elbows raised as the tiny yellow stunt plane banked and dove around him. The bee was soon joined by others, a humming circus of elliptical orbits around Selver's fair hair and slender limbs. Mom and Dad had told him to keep an eye on Hannah, who was playing with one of her dolls nearby. But his mind was consumed by communion with the bees. So absorbed, he was startled when the buzzing bees dispersed and two swooping, yellow haired teenage boys were upon him. They grabbed Selver by his elbows and picked up Hannah, chivvying, "Let's go, let's go." One moment Selver was standing in the high timothy grass; the next he and his sister had been taken, over the hill and out of sight of Mom and Dad who were chatting w...

When a synthetic woman joins a lunar mining crew, the commander has mixed feelings. Image generated with OpenAI Delta 22 Lima never thought she could have feelings for anyone. She wasn't built that way - literally. As a humanoid mining engineer built for lunar service, she focused on efficiently performing her assigned tasks. Nothing else mattered - until it did. Before she arrived at the military hydrogen fuel production facility designated Lunar Forward Operating Base 29, the commander, Colonel Robert Davidson, had already decided the humanoid would not be a good fit for his unit but was undecided on a course of action to undo this blatant affront to his command. Major Jones, his executive officer, knocked twice on the bulkhead and gingerly entered the commander's office with mild trepidation, knowing how his boss felt about synthetics in the military. He came to attention and saluted. "Sir, the new humanoid engineer has just arrived on the resupply ship." "A...

A coroner joins a group of cops who have been led by an unrepentant murderer to the site of his victim, and decides to stand up to the town's corrupt sheriff. Image generated with OpenAI When the snow had melted, they found him. By the second week in March the weather had grown unseasonably warm and the snow and ice had flowed down from the mountains and drained into pits in the valley, exposing the ravaged grave to the searchers. The man had been missing four months and his remains were found on the slope of a mountain just five miles outside the town where he had lived all his life. From the head of the grave a person could watch the new Wal-Mart's parking lot as it filled up. It was a warm Sunday morning when they found him. What was left of him - what the bullets, fire and coyotes hadn't already taken as their own - they found between two aging pine trees on an incline a few hundred feet above the mountain's base. The earth was tan where the killer's spade hadn...