Fiction
A Price Too High, Chapter Thirteen
It would take almost five hours to drive into London, he decided to park at Hillingdon and take the tube the rest of the way. Hopefully he would be there whilst Jane Goodley was still [more…]
Thriller
Arts
Jinnie’s Story, Book 8 – Chapter One
Dame Jinnie De Luca strolled across the departure hall at Heathrow Terminal 5, looking for the check-in desk for her BA flight to Montreal. She was flying to Ottawa to attend her first board meeting [more…]
Fiction
A Price Too High, Chapter Twelve
On Monday morning, a Transit van was outside, it was loaded with boxes of files retrieved from various locations following the raid on the farm. There was no way it would all fit in the [more…]
Fiction
Jinnie’s Story, Book Seven – Chapter Thirty-Five
Jinnie parked at Maple House and, before locking her new Lexus LM, checked her watch. She was not going to be late; it certainly wouldn’t do being late on the first day of trading of [more…]
Fiction
A Price Too High, Chapter Eleven
Sally was up as normal on Monday morning, Dave said he would be Ubering. When she was at her desk, she made a call, when finished, she went off to see her boss, “I have [more…]
Fiction
Jinnie’s Story, Book Seven – Chapter Thirty-Four
Jinnie turned the solicitor’s letter over several times, reading the address and the solicitor’s name over and over, time and again, before a voice in her head said, ‘Open it then.’ Looking down, Larry was [more…]
Fiction
A Price Too High, Chapter Ten
Dave sat at his laptop, on a spreadsheet he was listing all the money he had spent. Some was his own, the rest was from the £150k given to him. It didn’t take long, downstairs, [more…]
Fiction
Jinnie’s Story, Book Seven – Chapter Thirty-Three
From the chairman’s seat, Jinnie called the SuperBurger board meeting to order. Looking at the faces around the table, she knew she had to start with an explanation. “I have some extremely sad news to [more…]
Fiction
A Price Too High, Chapter Nine
He remembered nothing of the drive back, at 02:00 he woke up, he was hungry and thirsty, downstairs he ate cold chicken, drunk a pint of milk and looked for biscuits. He was soon back [more…]