Fiction

Joe Malone, Part Forty-Four

14th January 2020 Going Postal 0

Ch 44 – “The Medi-Doctor will see you now.” The Med-Doc looked like a good one. It was a bathroom cabinet sized wall mounted unit with various tubes and pumps coming from it. A fixed [more…]

Némésis – Book 3 Part 1

12th January 2020 Blown Periphery 0

The city of Ar Raqqa – 15th February 2018 Major Paul Halward was a man who felt like he had the troubles of the world on his shoulders that morning. They had been in Al [more…]

Pandora’s Bug

9th January 2020 Tachybaptus 0

How long ago it seems! But it is barely four years since I was a senior researcher at Porton Down, sitting on a shiny chair at a varnished desk and tapping the delicate keyboard of [more…]

Joe Malone, Part Forty-Three

7th January 2020 Going Postal 0

I let the breath I’d been holding go and pulled the handle right down and towards me and door opened and the alarm bells rang like a fire engine. Ch 43 – Dark, Warm, Soft [more…]

10th – 14th February 2018 – British High Commission Islamabad and MoD Main Building, London Cécile and Phillips were kept under what could only be described as open arrest within the bounds of the High [more…]

The Rendezvous

29th December 2019 Blown Periphery 0

It had been dicey over the Big City. The flak had been murderous on the run-in and the radar predicted, master searchlights seemed to have had an unnerving accuracy that night. You could tell the [more…]

A Going Postal Christmas Carol: Miriam’s Shack

23rd December 2019 Going Postal 0

If ye can break my covenant of the day, and my covenant of the night, and that there should not be day and night in their season; Then may also my covenant be broken with [more…]

Némésis – Book 2 Part 10

22nd December 2019 Blown Periphery 0

8/9th February 2018 – Pakistan, Afghanistan, Washington DC and Islamabad FCO Travel Advice for Pakistan: Local travel The Pakistan authorities currently advise that “all foreigners, including diplomats may not move out of their city of [more…]

Joe Malone, Part Forty-Two

17th December 2019 Going Postal 0

I only knew I was cold. And aching. And had a king size headache. I’d like a good rest in Lady Bixby’s emperor sized bed. Preferably resting my head on her chest. Even if she [more…]