Fiction
The Past is Present, Chapter Six
Breakfast the next morning was in the hotel dining room. Jane was looking better, she sat at a table with Alison. Dave, Sally and the guard from outside the door sat at the next table. [more…]
Fiction
Arts
Jinnie’s Story, Book Eight – Chapter Eleven
Jinnie stepped off the Virgin flight to Montreal, passed through immigration, and headed for the WestJet internal connection to Ottawa. Travel had told Jinnie that Virgin had just launched a new service to Montreal and [more…]
Fiction
The Past is Present, Chapter Five
He sat in the lounge, the Glock resting on his lap. “Sally found him there at 09:30, asleep. He was holding the Glock, she took it from him and shook him, Dave, wake up and [more…]
Arts
Jinnie’s Story, Book Eight – Chapter Ten
The next morning was Saturday and Izzy woke early with her head in a whirl; she could hardly believe everything that had happened in the past week, had it all been a dream? Feeling the [more…]
Fiction
The Past is Present, Chapter Four
The Range Rover was ready for them, Dave put the holdall with the weapons in the boot, Sally’s heart was thumping. They set off driving through the Saturday night traffic, as they drove east, the [more…]
Arts
Jinnie’s Story, Book Eight – Chapter Nine
The last full day of the cruise was a sea day as the ship chugged the 150 miles from Martinique to Barbados very slowly. The twins spent the morning by the pool with everyone else, [more…]
Fiction
The Past is Present, Chapter Three
Upstairs in the Prime Minister’s private office he turned his computer monitor so Dave could read the message. ‘We have Jane Goodley the head of MI5 here. Unless you do what we want, she will [more…]
Arts
Jinnie’s Story, Book Eight – Chapter Eight
Izzy recovered from her surprise at the proposal of marriage very quickly, and replied, “Yes, of course.” The rest of the table burst into cheers, which quickly turned to applause, and the surrounding tables, seeing [more…]
Fiction
The Past is Present, Chapter Two
Jane Goodley was fourteen miles away, sitting on the floor in what had once been an office, it was on the first floor, she remembered being dragged up the stairs, her hands and legs were [more…]