Thriller

Joe Malone, Part Thirty-Seven

5th November 2019 Going Postal 0

The door opened and the Scottish singer emerged. I stared at him in some surprise. He was shorter than my imagination had prepared me for. Also, I hadn’t expected the turban. As he stepped out, [more…]

Némésis – Book 2 Part 4

3rd November 2019 Blown Periphery 0

RAF Brize Norton Wednesday 17th January 2018 The RAF Regiment Sergeant was waiting for Wing Commander Hammond in the station’s Ground Defence Training Section at 08:30. He was expecting a dried-up and wizened old battle-axe [more…]

Joe Malone, Part Thirty-Six

29th October 2019 Going Postal 0

The screen was replaying the police chief, McCarey’s, earlier conference. But now my face was clearly visible in an inset on the screen. With Joe Malone underneath as a caption. I had been named. I [more…]

Némésis – Book 2 Part 3

27th October 2019 Blown Periphery 0

Cécile passed the language course with considerable effort on her part. The history and culture aspect she found to be relatively easy and she did surprisingly well in written Arabic, but she struggled on the [more…]

Joe Malone, Part Thirty-Five

22nd October 2019 Going Postal 0

Ch 35 – Deer Stalker. The sun was well up now. Nina’s Novazyanka had taken me out. I had slept for more than two hours, that was for sure. Leo’s phone said 1.01pm. I tried [more…]

Némésis – Book 2 Part 2

20th October 2019 Blown Periphery 0

London, Sunday 14th January 2018 – Spooks It had been a short walk from Vauxhall Cross, across Lambeth Bridge and then north to the Costa Coffee house just off Trafalgar Square. As it was a [more…]

Joe Malone, Part Thirty-Four

15th October 2019 Going Postal 0

I set the screen lock to ‘none’ and the timer to one hour. Ate a handful of peanuts. Drank a half a glass of the water and curled up on the chair with the red [more…]

Némésis – Book 2 Part 1

13th October 2019 Blown Periphery 0

Headquarters Air Command RAF High Wycombe, January 2018 The two of them met in the conference room of A3 Operations, in one of the blocks above ground. It was a secure room that was regularly [more…]

Joe Malone, Part Thirty-Three

8th October 2019 Going Postal 0

The door opened and a big man in a bad suit came out. “Hello Leo,” I said to him. “Well, well,” he said back. “Joe Malone. I thought I told you not to come round [more…]