Fiction
Joe Malone, Part Thirty-Eight
Joe Malone was arranging his exit from the UK via a People Smuggler he’d met in the cafe. I was just about to seal the deal, when a deep voice from just behind me exclaimed [more…]
Thriller
Fiction
Némésis – Book 2 Part 5
Permanent Joint Headquarters, Northwood, North London – Thursday 1st February 2018 Cécile was driven from RAF High Wycombe with COS Ops, his outer office bag carrier and an MT Driver. They left the A40 before [more…]
Fiction
Joe Malone, Part Thirty-Seven
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…]
Fiction
Némésis – Book 2 Part 4
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…]
Fiction
Joe Malone, Part Thirty-Six
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…]
Fiction
Némésis – Book 2 Part 3
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…]
Fiction
Joe Malone, Part Thirty-Five
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…]
Fiction
Némésis – Book 2 Part 2
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…]
Fiction
Joe Malone, Part Thirty-Four
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…]