Dystopia

Vanessa studied him now. Really looked at him. Possibly seeing him for the first time, in the way that I always had. As a devious words twister. An imp, than could spin straw into gold. [more…]

The bullets spat from the sub machine gun muzzle in a series of white flashes. I saw a puff of brick shards explode inches from my eyes as one bullet went into the wall in [more…]

“Only thing is, “I said to them, “It wasn’t just a pretend death, was it?. The person I saw in the basement had once been a human being. Before someone put them in a compactor [more…]

He couldn’t help himself. His trickery and manipulation was in his DNA. My headache was back. Making big white spirals at the top of my vision. Lack of sleep, mostly. So I told said to [more…]

“Just one thing?” I asked of Sir Alan. “How does this scenario end up with Lord Bixby murdered in my office building?” “There was some news. We had advanced warning that something was going to [more…]

So we all sipped our drinks. And stared at each other and said nothing. Until I decided that seeing as I had the gun, I should probably lead the discussion. So I said to Sir [more…]

I moved down the final steps of the staircase and went across to him. “Hello Lord Bixby. I’m with Russian Meerkats Life Insurance. I’m here about a fraudulent sudden death claim.” His eyes showed that [more…]

I wanted some answers. I wanted some answers right now. And people in this house were going to give them to me. Lady Vanessa, for one. Ch 46 – Honey, I’m Home! I stood up [more…]

It was then that I realised that this wasn’t old medical data at all. It was current data. It was now. Real-time live. And Lord Bixby had just moved from a steady fifteen, to a [more…]