Fiction
The Unseen Path – Part Fifty
He was lost, could be walking in circles in this featureless desert forever, neither hot nor cold, no real sensations here other than the ones he felt in his mind, no perception of time at [more…]
The Unseen Path
Fiction
The Unseen Path – Part Forty Nine
Later that morning ‘old’ Ted left what was becoming part of his daily routine, another COBRA meeting. They were starting to get properly scared now, especially when he told them that the arson attacks were [more…]
Fiction
The Unseen Path – Part Forty Eight
It was bad, not inevitably terminal, but beyond her ability to fix properly. No trace of heart damage, but the bullets, as these modern horrible ones seem designed to do, had fragmented on hitting the [more…]
Fiction
The Unseen Path- Part Forty Seven
A few feet above them in a subsidiary attic specifically set aside for hideaways like him, Suleiman al-Libani heard the accented English-speaking voices. One sounded Antipodean, another unrecognisable. He had made it out of London [more…]
Fiction
The Unseen Path – Part Forty Six
Eleven o’clock now, all ready to go into town, park by the restaurant just before twelve, make sure there was beer on their breath, ham it up a bit so it would be just another [more…]
Fiction
The Unseen Path – Part Forty Five
Her day had dragged like no other she had experienced; she’d had a couple of quick calls from Elaine to say there was no change. How was she keeping? Probably not that much different from [more…]
Fiction
The Unseen Path – Part Forty Four
“I’m sorry Ladies and Gentlemen,” said the Director of MI5, surprising the other attendees of COBRA with the heat of his emotion, “but I don’t think you fully understand the implications of last evening’s incidents. [more…]
Fiction
The Unseen Path – Part Forty Three
Where was he? Over an hour late, no replies to texts. After her cousin had left she had spent the day working, then getting ready and then cooking something special for him, even getting out [more…]
Fiction
The Unseen Path – Part Forty Two
Well, he and they had tried. He had felt that he had to go and spend Easter Day with Sally’s parents; after all he had nowhere else to go other than work. He had driven [more…]