Fiction

“There are changes going on in the setup here, I have been offered a position on the books. It means for most of the time I would be behind a desk, this will leave a [more…]

Sally was waiting for him when he came in, he dropped the backpack and hugged her. He felt her crying, trying to pull away, she wouldn’t let him go. When she eventually let her grip [more…]

Simon Pegson was dressed in grey prison clothing, he was around fifty, had once been fit, possibly a rugby player, but a lot of the muscle had now turned to fat. Jane stood away from [more…]

Dave hailed a taxi when they were in Whitehall, “Flemings Hotel please.” They were greeted as they arrived, in the lounge they ordered afternoon tea. They said nothing until it had been served, Dave asked [more…]

When they had ordered the food and a bottle of wine, Jane asked how the meetings had gone today. “You probably know already, the meetings with the PM and the Home Secretary were both the [more…]

Sally looked at her phone when she heard knocking on the door, it was 10:45. She pulled a dressing gown on and went to see who it was. A smiling Jane Goodley was standing there, [more…]

Dave was up at 06:00, he had breakfast in the canteen and was sitting in the office by 07:00. His first call was to the Prime Minister. “Sir, hopefully this will all be resolved by [more…]