Fiction
Those Who Play With Fire, Chapter Nineteen
They sat in the back of the Range Rover as they were whisked off to the rear entrance to Downing Street. Dave and Sally were led in through a guarded doorway. The passes were now [more…]
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Fiction
Jinnie’s Story – Book Seven, Chapter Twenty-Two
Jinnie pushed the button that changed the Trattoria Trevi Group boardroom’s glazed partitions from transparent to opaque and called the meeting to order. Before talking about the project, she impressed on everyone the importance of [more…]
Fiction
Those Who Play With Fire, Chapter Eighteen
Dave woke as the front door banged close, he drunk the now cold coffee Sally had left for him. Coming out of the bathroom, he sat on the edge of the bed, there were two [more…]
Fiction
Jinnie’s Story – Book Seven, Chapter Twenty-One
The minibus pulled up on the drive of the Hadley Wood House, squeezing between a Portakabin, a site toilet and a huge mound covered by a tarpaulin. Jinnie looked around at the confusion and then [more…]
Fiction
Those Who Play With Fire, Chapter Seventeen
The last thing Sally did was to lay out hers and Dave’s clothes for the morning. She climbed into bed at 22.30, the alarm was set for 05.00. Dave sat up as soon as the [more…]
Fiction
Jinnie’s Story – Book Seven, Chapter Twenty
The morning after her discussion and tentative agreement with Jack Baker, Jinnie and the family were eating breakfast at the terrace buffet when the Baker family arrived. Jack walked over and said, “Did I dream [more…]
Fiction
Those Who Play With Fire, Chapter Sixteen
Dave was up at 08.00, Sally watched him from the bed, “what are you doing?” “We are going out today, had you forgotten?” “No, I didn’t realise it was an early start, where are we [more…]
Fiction
Jinnies Story – Book Seven, Chapter Nineteen
The morning flight from Barbados to Antigua touched down a few minutes early having benefited from a tailwind. The only luggage that Jinnie, Trevor, Belinda and Brian had was Belinda’s trusty attaché case containing her [more…]
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A Glancing Blow
It was the Dean’s Verger who brought the note up to the organ-loft. The Cathedral bells had been clanging and humming through several hundred changes for at least half an hour, and were beginning to [more…]