Detective Inspector Charles Hope detested mortuaries. Some pathologists were matter-of-fact in their dealings with the dead and part of him understood. They had a job to do and most of them carried out their gruesome [more…]
Chapter 40 – Epilogue Three, Edge’s Swansong He was a man, take him for all in all, I shall not look upon his like again. William Shakespeare The virus came and the Deep State was [more…]
Chapter 39 – Epilogue Two Former Detective Inspector Charles Hope became a very successful novelist. He wrote scathingly satirical comedy novels about the police service, which won him few friends among serving officers and the [more…]
Chapter 38 – Epilogue One I will instruct my sorrows to be proud; for grief is proud, and makes his owner stoop. William Shakespeare The RSM who had told Edge: “I have a feeling that [more…]
Chapter 37 – Monty’s Story, the Land between the Rivers Right, let’s get a few things straight. We all realise that my species isn’t overwhelmingly loved by all members of the human race. One hundred [more…]
Chapter 36 – Monty’s Story or the Unbearable Lightness of Being… A Cat I think you will all agree, that is rather a good portrait of me. It captures the essentials of… Well, being me. [more…]
Chapter 35 – Angela and Moira’s Stories She was asleep when her phone started ringing, her mobile that very few people knew her number. Angela groaned and fumbled for her glasses and then the phone [more…]
Chapter 34 – The Burning Man Daz received news from Moira’s father that would drive him mad with jealousy and the awful feelings of rejection. One day in work he was driving Frank Tremain to [more…]
Chapter 33 – The Detective’s story Detective Inspector Hope’s mobile phone woke him up. It was still dark outside the hotel room’s partially open curtains. He groped for the phone and noticed the time was [more…]
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