The Past is Present

Upstairs in the Prime Minister’s private office he turned his computer monitor so Dave could read the message. ‘We have Jane Goodley the head of MI5 here. Unless you do what we want, she will [more…]

Jane Goodley was fourteen miles away, sitting on the floor in what had once been an office, it was on the first floor, she remembered being dragged up the stairs, her hands and legs were [more…]

Dave and Sally walked to their hotel, his arm was round her, they were both happy and laughing. The sound of cicadas could be heard in the undergrowth. It was now over eighteen months since [more…]