Just over a week after her meeting with the PM Jinnie realised that things were starting to happen. She had put the radio on to listen to the morning news while making her favourite soft [more…]
There comes a stage at which a man would rather die cleanly by a bullet than by the unknown terror of the phantom in the forest. ― Tahir Shah, House of the Tiger King: The [more…]
Jinnie was in the unit’s minibus on the way to the shooting competition in Southampton when her mobile rang and a voice said, “Please hold for the Prime Minister.” Seconds later the now familiar voice [more…]
Edge had been on enough operations to know that the work was ninety per-cent routine and ten per-cent sheer terror and exhilaration. Two days later he had gone up in Huey that was doing an [more…]
Evening flight had been a total loss and the bad weather looked to be closing in fast. Jay the Spaniel cut a piteous figure, highlighted as he was in the feeble light from a head [more…]
Jinnie parked on the off-street parking in front of her house. She had told the flatmates, well technically now her housemates, that she had rented a four-bedroom furnished house on their behalf. Over the summer [more…]
Edge was in the command tent with Martinez, the two Lieutenants and Master Sergeant Wilson. The boiler sent a fog of steam into the cold air and they were all drinking coffee. “Well, we’ve handed [more…]
Jinnie settled into a window seat of the 13:47 train from Munich to Mannheim. As yet there was no sign of Steven and the train was due to depart in five minutes. Jinnie had swapped [more…]
Edge was chatting with the men of The Urban Counter-Terrorism Special Forces Group – Alpha, otherwise known as AFEUR or AFEAU. They were good soldiers, but more at home in the cities of Colombia. They [more…]
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