He moved in with her in the little house on the hill. He was gentle, kind and a good nursing orderly, changing the dressings on the burns every day and weaning her off the Oxymorphone. [more…]
The next time they visited Sirte, Belhaj was more disposed to see them. Afarin said nothing in the pick-up truck and was totally incognito in her silk farrashia and this time, Jean-Claude introduced Julian to [more…]
The next morning, she moved the pickup truck round and onto the road. She was wearing her hijab, tightly wrapped so only her eyes showed. She waited and saw Jean-Claude and Edge walk out to [more…]
Action to isolate the Qadhafi regime Mr Speaker, let me turn to the pressure we are now putting on the Qadhafi regime. We should be clear. For the future of Libya and its people, Colonel [more…]
He visited her religiously every weekend. By now she was able to speak clearly, although her voice was a little hoarse. He brought her books about the Crusades and one about the SOE. He taught [more…]
He had been sitting in A&E for long hours and it was now 09:30. He had watched them wheel her out them to an operating theatre and she had come back, still on the trolly [more…]
She was discharged from hospital after two weeks and Jean-Claude was there to take her home and carry her kit. She was very weak and frightened like a little girl. She said the worst pain [more…]
She was staying in a small conference facility southeast of Sheffield and in the heart of the Peak District. The bar was empty apart from the Latvian barman. A wall mounted TV was in the [more…]
She met Bartlett in the Costa Coffee at Victoria underground. She was extremely nervous about the meeting and saw him inside. She went to shake his hand, but he hugged her and led her towards [more…]
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