Dave Stretton

Sally sat at the back of the lecture theatre as Dave gave his Friday morning talk, she had asked him while they ate breakfast what he would be talking about. “I don’t know, I will [more…]

Dave knocked on Jane Goodley’s office door, he brought a coffee with him, he wasn’t sure what mood she would be in. “Have you recovered from last week?” “Yes, I was exhausted when I came [more…]

The car picked them up on time, Dave sat in the front, Sally and Jane Goodley in the back, there ID’s were checked off at the visitor entrance. It was a wait until a guard [more…]

He dropped off his case at Flemings Hotel and walked to the Home Office, he sat in one of the staff restaurants with a coffee, he was reluctant to go upstairs. He made a call [more…]

Sally moved the boat out into the river slowly, “no speed yet, I want to see the handover first.” They were around a mile from the yacht. Dave was standing, his feet were wedged under [more…]

They walked up and down both sides of the street, it was quiet, Trevor was correct, there was no place to hide. They got coffees from a kebab shop, Dave said he would take the [more…]

Dave sat on an office chair, Sally was right, he was shattered. His eyes closed, he wasn’t sleeping, his mind was too active, he was planning the next move. When his phone rang, Sally answered [more…]

As they lay in bed, Sally wondered at what point they would discover they were a couple. “It doesn’t feel like we are a couple,” Dave pulled her on top of him, “I think it’s [more…]

Dave went looking for the officer who had been assisting them, the two of them returned to the office. “Do we have a liaison officer appointed to assist us?” “I don’t know the answer to [more…]