David Stretton

Dave was up at 08.00, Sally watched him from the bed, “what are you doing?” “We are going out today, had you forgotten?” “No, I didn’t realise it was an early start, where are we [more…]

The afternoon was spent wandering round Oxford Street. Sally was in and out of the shops, she hadn’t bought anything until they arrived in Selfridges. “Find something you like and I’ll treat you.” She spent [more…]

At 19.25 they were sitting in the restaurant, as they entered Dave had asked for a quiet table. They were shown to one away from anyone else. He explained that there may be a third [more…]

As planned, he left the café and walked down the street, it was still early on Sunday morning, there was hardly anyone about. Dave reckoned he had a maximum of fifteen minutes before Roger Peterson [more…]

Dave opened the spreadsheet with the bank information for Stuart Ogilvy. He printed out a street map of the Wandsworth area. He located the supermarket that was used on an almost daily basis, once a [more…]

The pressure was mounting, he had his introduction to finish plus the report he would present to the meeting on Wednesday. Dave decided to begin with the report, using the one from the last meeting [more…]

Sally had left to play tennis by the time Dave had dressed and eaten breakfast. He sat in the kitchen thinking about the revelations from the previous evening. On Wednesday, he would have to give [more…]

They were both up at 07.00, Sally was in the shower first, Dave made coffee and brought it upstairs, they swapped places in the shower, by the time he was out Sally was dressed and [more…]

Standing on the pavement, he made a phone call as he walked to the tube station. At St. Pancras, before boarding, he bought a coffee and sandwiches, it was the stopping train, settling into his [more…]