I owe it to him. At least I think I do. It’s hard to recall everything now, to remember what happened, to see things as they must have been, then. But he was my friend. I remember that much. And so I owe him something. Continue reading
Conversation Piece
I do not own one of the characters in this conversation.
I do however, totally own the other.
Read into this what you will… Continue reading
New Beginning
Early January
Straker sat in the chair behind the desk. The only chair, the only desk that mattered now. Continue reading
Last Post
Keith,
By the time you read this I should, hopefully, no longer be around. If my calculations are correct you now have about four hours before the world media frenzy begins. Continue reading
Just Another Job
I hadn’t stayed in a hotel quite like this before. Minimalist. The rooms are basic. Comfortable but .. basic. Continue reading
Rachel Chronicles: 8 Just Another Day
Prologue
He regretted it the minute he had spoken. Shit. If only he’d thought for a moment or two. But it was too late now.
Shit. And shit again. Continue reading
Rachel Chronicles: 7 Verified
Validation Process
Paul Foster had only arrived back at his flat two hours ago, after a long arduous stint in control of Moonbase. He was still jet-lagged, or to be more precise he thought, lunar-shuttle-lagged. He knew that he had to face Straker first thing in the morning to explain how, last month, two UFOs had managed to evade the Moonbase tracker systems, not to mention SID. Continue reading
Rachel Chronicles: 6 Valentine’s Kiss
Prologue
It was finished at last. The final detail, the final stitches in place. Now all that was left was to write the card, wrap it up and deliver it. Everything else had been organised weeks ago, but this last touch, this indication of things to come had taken longer to complete than anticipated. But it was done. Finally. Continue reading
Rachel Chronicles: 5 Separated
Chapter 1
The Commander:
It was getting on for midnight when he finished his late night run and jogged, sweaty and tired, back up the stairs to the apartment. Continue reading
Rachel Chronicles: 4 Rescued
Chapter 1
‘Hey, that’s my chair!’
‘Yeh, well you weren’t sitting on it. So it’s mine now.’
‘Look, I had it first. Get up right now and let me have it back.’
‘Or you’ll do what, little brother?’ Continue reading