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A new world full of possibilities…to screw the innocent.
On a colonized planet, Kelly Kharma, a private investigator, struggles to keep her head above water. If water was on the barren planet ripe for corporate development.
With cheaper rates and a disregard for rules, Kharma uses her former police training to help those who can't find it in the system. Relentless and vicious, she always uncovers something larger than herself for her clients.
And maybe she'll redeem her soul damaged from past mistakes.
Buy Blunt Force Kharma now and join the other readers exploring this tense and thrilling urban sci-fi noir collection of stories.
"Have you ever had an author that no matter what they write you just can't wait to devour it? I have had only a handful of authors that do it for me. M.E. is one of those authors." - Fallen Over Books.
"Purfield novels are not for the faint of heart. They are hard, punchy and fast moving. A combination that leaves the reader feeling slightly breathless." - Eternal Night
M.E. Purfield
M.E. Purfield is the autistic author who writes novels and short stories in the genres of crime, sci-fi, dark fantasy, and Young Adult. Sometimes all in the same story. Notably, he works on the Tenebrous Chronicles which encompasses the Miki Radicci Series, The Cities Series, and the Radicci Sisters Series, and also the sci-fi, neuro-diverse Auts series of short stories.
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Blunt Force Kharma - M.E. Purfield
PART 1
The man in the suit standing on the edge of the midtown forty-floor stone building had a serious expression on his face. Kharma, down on the street and looking up with the rest of the people, had no doubt that he was going to die. The only question was, when? As soon as she noticed the jumper, the FOP approached in their hover vehicles with their sirens screaming and lights flashing. Traffic above cleared, restricted by the floating traffic signs that suddenly rose up. At first only a few people were watching from the ground, Kharma being one of them. But the FOP’s grand show grabbed the rest of the city’s attention and inadvertently invited them over.
When’s he going to jump?
a woman in her mid-thirties and wearing a red apron with brown stains on it asked. Kharma guessed she worked at the caffeine café on the same block.
He’s not going to jump,
a man behind Kharma said, his voice deep and gravely.
She kept her back to him and her eyes on the jumper standing on the highest ledge between two windows. The building belonged to Live Corp. The guy in the suit fit the description of someone who worked there. Live Corp had tight security and also hired the FOP. If someone did sneak into the building for whatever reason, they wouldn’t be like this guy. No. If someone snuck in they would appear scared. Using her tablet, Kharma opened the telephoto on the camera app to grab a decent shot of the jumper. His face was sweating, but he didn’t seem scared or trapped. He appeared determined.
By now, three crafts floated around the top of the building. Two belonged to the FOP and the other had the local media insignia on the side. Kharma silently laughed to herself. The hovercraft model used by the FOP hasn’t been updated since her time with them. It was still the same two-seater with semi-auto and auto discharger. It’s been a few years, she was sure that they would have upgraded to the four-seater so they could take in prisoners.
Jordan Pacheco,
a voice from one of the FOP hovers said through its speaker. You are in violation of the law and endangering the lives of citizens.
Not really,
the gravel-voiced man behind Kharma said. I’m sure we could clear a space for him to land and not hurt anyone. No one wants a body to crush them.
Kharma smirked. The man had a point.
If he’s going to jump,
a woman in a fur coat and leggings said, Then the least he could do is let us know where he will hand. I don’t want to get blood on my clothes. God, then I’d have to sue his family.
Jordan Pacheco,
the FOP craft said, You have thirty seconds to remove yourself from the ledge and submit yourself to the officers inside.
The jumper craned his neck out and gripped the building. A few people backed away, thinking he was going to jump. But he wasn’t going to jump, Kharma was sure of it. The guy was going to do his family a favor and avoid any lawsuits from the likes of the fur coat lady.
Thirty seconds went by. An FOP officer leaned out of a window on the same level. He wore the standard dark blue armor and held a pulse rifle. The jumper tensed. Kharma wasn’t positive but his lips might be moving in prayer. The FOP officer fired at the jumper. The blast broke through the side of the man’s chest. He grabbed the burn and screamed out. In the next second, his body disintegrated from the inside. Nothing was left but ash that flew into the wind.
A few people opened their umbrellas or placed their tablets over their heads so they wouldn’t get dirty. Kharma shook her head and understood why the FOP never upgraded to the four-seater.
Vera Mueller stood outside the storefront office on Grand Street. Although she wasn’t that far from her own home a few blocks away, she didn’t feel completely safe being here. She hoped she didn’t have to wait too long. The sign under the one that read Kharma Investigations and Security, said ‘Out to Lunch. Be Back Soon.’ How soon was soon and when did they go out to lunch? Vera had hoped that the door would be open and that she could wait inside; at least sit and be out of the cold.
She checked her watch and saw that she would have to start her shift cleaning at the hospital soon. Even if this person were to return she wasn’t sure she would have enough time to tell her story and hire the detective. Vera decided to give up, maybe try again tomorrow, and walked down the street. Not two feet away did she notice a woman approaching. She was almost six feet tall and in her mid-thirties. As she moved closer, Vera Mueller noticed that something was wrong with her skin. She had all the features of an African American woman, but there were pink patches on her face. One side had missing pigment from her eye to jaw line while the other side was spotted from her cheek to her forehead. Her hair was long and braided. She wore dark pants and a black jacket that ended a few inches from her knees. Vera made out the gray cotton of a sweatshirt reaching the top of her jacket.
Um, excuse me,
Vera Mueller said to the tall woman. Are you Ms. Kharma?
The woman stopped and nodded her head.
My name is Vera Mueller and I would like to hire you. Are you returning to your office now?
I am,
Kharma said. C’mon.
Vera followed Kharma back to the storefront. She opened the door with her keycard and showed the woman inside. As Kharma turned on the lights, Vera looked around the office space. Although it was long and narrow and had a desk with computer, chairs, and couches for a waiting area, she could still see the remnants of a small market that used to be here before it went out of business. She noticed the missing tiles on the floor, the water stains on the ceiling, and the drywall filled with holes. At first it bothered her; seemed so unprofessional, but then she remembered what she had heard from the others who hired Ms. Kharma.
Mind if I keep the shutter down?
Kharma said, motioning to the metal sheet covering the front window. Thing has been jamming lately and I haven’t the money to fix it yet.
It seems bright enough.
Kharma showed Vera to the large cushiony seat in front of the desk. The detective took off her jacket, hung it on a plastic coat-rack that had so many scratches that it must have come from the garbage, and sat behind her desk on the squeaking chair.
So, what can I do for you, Ms. Mueller?
Kharma asked.
Mrs,
Vera said.
Mrs.
She wrung her hands and took a deep breath. You were recommended to me by a few people, Ms. Kharma. They said you are a good detective.
Kharma shrugged.
Anyway, you used to be with the FOP?
She nodded.
But you left.
Another nod.
Why did you leave?
Is this why I need to charge you for my services, Mrs. Mueller?
No. I’m sorry.
She forced a smile, hoping to change the stern expression on the detective’s face. I have never done this before. I’m nervous, I guess.
I understand. Now, please, tell me why you want to hire me.
It’s my daughter,
Vera said. She has gone missing.
How old is your daughter?
Fourteen. Going to be fifteen in May.
And she’s been missing how long?
Three days.
The FOP has no leads?
I cannot afford the FOP.
Kharma leaned forward with her patched hands crossed over the desk.
Not a lot of people can. Tell me how your daughter disappeared.
She went missing on Monday. The last we saw her was in the morning before school. I was home and her father dropped her off at the Riley Brothers Academy.
Good school, from what I hear. She must be smart.
My daughter, Jessica, is very smart. Very bright. Anyway. She was at the school. She made the attendance list throughout the day and was seen leaving the school with her friend Janine Flowers.
Her father doesn’t pick her up from school?
Not at that time of day. We are both at work. In the morning the sun is not yet up and we are nervous about Jessica walking to school. We know the Flowers so we alternate carpool. But when school lets out we feel more comfortable with her walking home as long as she is with someone. She walks home every day with Janine.
I see.
The girls take 3rd Avenue home. We live on 10th Street and the Flowers live on 8th, so the girls part ways at 10th. From there Jessica only has to walk one block to our building. It’s a safe block with other working-class families and a church across the street. She never came home.
Does Jessica have a tablet?
Yes, I know where you’re going with that. When we got it for her we did activate the GPS app. We performed a trace and found her tablet on 3rd Street. It was in an alley next to the Mexican Diner. We asked around there but no one has seen her.
And you haven’t heard from her since. No ransom message or...anything?
No.
Suddenly Vera felt her eyes swell. She quickly opened her bag and pulled out a tissue. As she dried them, she noticed Kharma turning away as if to give her privacy.
I’m sorry,
Vera said. It’s been very hard for us. Even for my husband. Jessica is our only child and one that we were not meant to have due to health reasons on my husband’s end.
Where is Mr. Mueller? Did he not want to come here today?
He couldn’t. He has a very important bid to work on for the city. He wanted to come, but...he’s been working very hard to pay for Jessica’s education.
Mrs. Mueller slapped her hand to her mouth as if she said the wrong thing.
I understand,
Kharma said. Can I offer you a drink?
Vera glanced at her watch. No. I’m afraid I can’t stay. I need to get to work soon.
Where’s that?
St. Magdalene’s. And no, I am not a doctor,
Vera said and smiled.
Kharma smiled back. Okay. Well, I can try to find your daughter. I charge 300 credits a day plus expenses. If I can’t find her in five days then I’ll drop the case and recommend you go to the FOP.
"Money is a problem for us. That’s why we chose to come to you. Also, you are