Fiction
Joe Malone, Part Fifty-Eight
I put my bad arm around Marmon’s throat. Cutting off his mumblings and pulled him very close. My good hand was getting the Beretta out. we were going to have a little stand-off. I’d react [more…]
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War Crimes Chapter 4 – Edge, First Contact
War Crimes Chapter 4 Lisanelly Barracks in Omagh, County Tyrone was a scattering of old War Department buildings and more modern, but just as dilapidated buildings from the 1960s and 70s. Surrounded by a double [more…]
Fiction
Joe Malone, Part Fifty-Seven
Then I saw that almost concealed between the two uniformed officers had been Vanessa. Her slight frame easily masked by their bigger bulk. They all reached the car at the same time as a single [more…]
Fiction
War Crimes Chapter 3 – Edge, Template for a Life
War Crimes Chapter 3 Billy caught up with Mark in the locker area, opposite the ground floor Lavs. Billy was a slightly plump kid so it was no surprise that he was sweating slightly and [more…]
Fiction
Joe Malone, Part Fifty-Six
Sir Alan stopped his mini pacing. “Just leave now. Vanessa and I will take care of the police. And you can begin your new life of luxury..with one million Europounds in your bank account.” “Just [more…]
Fiction
War Crimes Chapter 2 – Rage, Daniel Copeland’s Story
War Crimes Chapter 2 Of course it had been an accident. He hadn’t even pushed Glen Collier off the raft. Well not technically anyway. It wasn’t Daz who made him lose his balance on the [more…]
Fiction
Joe Malone, Part Fifty-Five
“You had better come up Inspector.” Then she pressed the button and even from up on the landing Sir Alan and I could hear the electric motor begin to turn the chains to pull open [more…]
Fiction
War Crimes Chapter 1 – Prologue 1977, Cynthia’s Story
War Crimes Chapter 1 This is a work of fiction and depicts a London that no longer exists. Thank goodness that the nation’s capital is now such a diverse and culturally enriched metropolis of civilization. [more…]
Fiction
Joe Malone, Part Fifty-Four
The voice sounded familiar. I had a quick look over my shoulder. The sound was coming from the Hallway. It was the speaker by the door. The buzz had been for the gate. Someone was [more…]