RAF Brize Norton Wednesday 17th January 2018 The RAF Regiment Sergeant was waiting for Wing Commander Hammond in the station’s Ground Defence Training Section at 08:30. He was expecting a dried-up and wizened old battle-axe [more…]
The screen was replaying the police chief, McCarey’s, earlier conference. But now my face was clearly visible in an inset on the screen. With Joe Malone underneath as a caption. I had been named. I [more…]
Before embarking on this new story, I want to thank all Puffins for awarding me a prize in the June Competition. It is too much honour to bestow on an old bat like me holed [more…]
Cécile passed the language course with considerable effort on her part. The history and culture aspect she found to be relatively easy and she did surprisingly well in written Arabic, but she struggled on the [more…]
Ch 35 – Deer Stalker. The sun was well up now. Nina’s Novazyanka had taken me out. I had slept for more than two hours, that was for sure. Leo’s phone said 1.01pm. I tried [more…]
London, Sunday 14th January 2018 – Spooks It had been a short walk from Vauxhall Cross, across Lambeth Bridge and then north to the Costa Coffee house just off Trafalgar Square. As it was a [more…]
I set the screen lock to ‘none’ and the timer to one hour. Ate a handful of peanuts. Drank a half a glass of the water and curled up on the chair with the red [more…]
Headquarters Air Command RAF High Wycombe, January 2018 The two of them met in the conference room of A3 Operations, in one of the blocks above ground. It was a secure room that was regularly [more…]
The door opened and a big man in a bad suit came out. “Hello Leo,” I said to him. “Well, well,” he said back. “Joe Malone. I thought I told you not to come round [more…]
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