A gentle reminder that this is fiction. I don’t make moral judgements on fictional characters, especially those operating in a morally ambiguous setting. If you find it upsetting, read the comments instead, although I know [more…]
Joe Malone has escaped a police raid on his office in The Swarbrick building. He only just made it out, and away across the city. Ch 29 – Malone makes the news. I was sitting [more…]
Then he saw me. The Assault team policeman was facing towards me, and was higher up on the stairs. While the others had had their backs to me and from their position, couldn’t see down [more…]
Ash Shaddadi, the Syrian Governorate of Al Hasakha, December 2017 Ellis raised his carbine to kill the man who had dropped the grenade. It was a futile gesture because in the confined space of the [more…]
They say that Freddie Forsyth is happy to review any new written work. The caveat being that, if after half an hour he is bored or confused, the soft bits (that’s your or my great [more…]
Private Investigator Joe Malone has discovered a body, crushed in the basement of his office building. The body is identifiable as missing Lord, Politician. Campaigner, remainer and husband, Marmon-Herrington Bixby. As Malone pondered what to [more…]
Ash Shaddadi, the Syrian Governorate of Al Hasakha, December 2017 Darkness was falling and they could smell the petro-chemicals from the oilfields out to the west. The winds had shifted round from the north and [more…]
Private Investigator Joe Malone is down in the basement of his office building. Checking on a strange noise. As my eyes adjusted to the light, I saw an even bigger safety code violation. A waste [more…]
Wol, while out on one of his evening wing-stretches, was somewhat startled to see Pooh apparently afflicted with St Vitus’ Dance, reeling around the meadow adjacent to the Wood, singing sea shanties. He also seemed [more…]
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