Fiction
The Past is Present, Chapter Sixteen
Out of the Home Office, they stood on the pavement. “Dave, they want you, what are you going to do?” “I will help them all I can, our home is in Loughborough, I’m not moving, [more…]
Thriller
Arts
Jinnie’s Story, Book Eight – Chapter Twenty-One
Over the next few days, loan staff started to arrive in Tampa as they got their visa applications approved. Jed and Ro arrived two days after Monica had collected her Range Rover and got the [more…]
Fiction
The Past is Present, Chapter Fifteen
In Charing Cross hospital, Sally was sitting at the bedside, her Glock was in the pocket of the Kevlar vest, Jane was sleeping, having been sedated. Dave had phoned to say both Ruth and armed [more…]
Arts
Jinnie’s Story, Book Eight – Chapter Twenty
Jinnie sat in her Crawley office and finished her breakfast bap, bought from the sandwich van. She enjoyed a sausage and fried egg bap and a large coffee on every visit to DKL; it was [more…]
Fiction
The Past is Present, Chapter Fourteen
Dave watched the car drive off, he pulled on his balaclava pulled down only as far as his forehead, it looked like a woolly hat. He reminded the chief inspector to say nothing, “Listen only, [more…]
Arts
Jinnie’s Story, Book Eight – Chapter Nineteen
Brooke joined the meeting in the Board Room on Thursday as the team started to polish the presentation, deciding who would present what part of the programme and who would answer what questions. It was [more…]
Fiction
The Past is Present, Chapter Thirteen
Dave and Sally were down for breakfast at 07:30, He was sure the information he had discovered last night was the clue to the case, his plan was to go straight to Jane Goodley with [more…]
Arts
Jinnie’s Story, Book Eight – Chapter Eighteen
Jinnie had a sense of déjà vu as she stood in Terminal Three arrivals by the exit from the customs hall waiting for Monica to appear, it was not so long ago that she had [more…]
Fiction
The Past is Present, Chapter Twelve
Having dropped off his suitcase, he was in Records at 09:00, he sat at a reading table, he opened his briefcase, took out his notepad and a packet of biscuits. There were boxes of files [more…]