Fiction
The Unseen Path – Part Sixty Three
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…]
Byzantines
Fiction
The Unseen Path – Part Sixty Two
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…]
Fiction
The Unseen Path – Part Sixty One
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…]
Fiction
The Unseen Path – Part Fifty Nine
He was strolling along the street with George Edward to get some outside air, hardly fresh in central London, and a sandwich. George had seemed unusually keen on accompanying him, had insisted he pay and [more…]
Fiction
The Unseen Path – Part Fifty Eight
MONDAY, SECOND WEEK AFTER EASTER The car had met him at the airport and was taking him straight to a villa away from the city, by the coast, nice and quiet, almost certainly the [more…]
Fiction
The Unseen Path – Part Fifty Seven
Later that evening she ushered in a dishevelled Sam, heavily laden with what looked a back pack, tent, sleeping bag, webbing. “Thanks Miss.” He looked overawed, out of place in her restrained luxury, not used [more…]
Fiction
The Unseen Path – Part Thirty Eight
By now, they were on top of the bell tower looking over the eastern half of the island, just below the level of the walls of the fort on the slope above. Market gardens and [more…]