“Mistress Bowson, how are you, your son, the Yazidi girl? Are you still content where you are staying? Have you been studying the books I lent you?” “So many questions at once.” He smiled again [more…]
Sally’s letter had asked her to attend a meeting the following day at the Civic Offices in St Joseph’s. She was to be accompanied by Iltud in preparation for the start of business with the [more…]
Andy Bowson headed over to St Thomas’. He wasn’t needed for a while and could be spared while the chiefs tried to talk some sense into higher authority. So why so low now after the [more…]
Four hours later, two drone launched Hellfire missiles entered the upper stories of the house, at the same time shoulder launched anti-tank missiles blew in the front and rear doors and several windows. The Apache [more…]
Brother Peran, he seemed to prefer to be called that rather than Father, saying he was still a scholar-monk at heart, was at the door beaming, holding forth an envelope, hand written, made out to [more…]
Their mobile command centre was off to one side of the long drive up to the main house, out of sight of both house and road. Intermittent staccato bursts of gunfire, mainly from the house [more…]
No point going back to the office, I’ll head off to see him. Helena opened the lobby door and entered, followed by Sam, closing it behind him; a large bunch of narcissi was sitting there [more…]
Time to move then, break down and pack away the Barrett, can’t bear to leave it for them, drop the pack, rig a small charge underneath it to ruin its discoverer’s day, hand gun in [more…]
Four hours later, he heard voices in the distance, coming up the valley, accented English, a sizeable force. His scope was on them now, dressed in camo gear, small backpacks, AK47s, carrying what looked like [more…]
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