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Stephen Davies looked at this watch – 1.35pm and it was just starting to rain. That didn’t bother him in the slightest; he had just secured the largest IT installation and support contract since joining Fowkes Barrett and his quarterly sales target had been blown out of the water. His August salary would contain a substantial bonus and today’s achievement could even put him in line for the award of salesman of the year. He had...
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It had been two years now. Two years since the facts about Thomas Weston had finally been revealed to him by the man calling himself Michael Roberts. A shadowy figure operating in the background of the security services, Roberts exuded an air of menace with the subtle smile of the predator about to consume its prey. They had crossed paths on a couple of occasions, and each time Marks had come away from their encounters unscathed, but with the u...
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Dennis Marks closed the file and smiled. Another serious criminal removed from the streets of Britain and looking at a ten to fifteen year stretch in one of Her Majesty’s maximum security establishments. Since his promotion from DS to DI eighteen months ago his job satisfaction index had risen by a factor of around four. He had his own team of detectives, a budget which was the envy of every other Inspector in the division and a clear up ...
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The smell was almost overpowering and it hit them as soon as they had forced open the front door of the house. Detective Sergeant Marks recognised it immediately – the smell of death and decomposition. He had experienced body discovery before, but nothing as bad as this and they hadn’t even located the corpse yet. Ten years ago, as a uniformed PC, he had been called to a house on the local council estate where neighbours had reporte...
05/08/2008 | 56 Hits | 3 comments |  (2 votes) | Read more...
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At last, back home. The rail
journey up from London had been the
worst he could ever remember. Stop and start all the way with one delay
following another and precious little of anything edible in the buffet car.
Three and a half hours to travel 200 miles on what was supposed to be a high
speed railway after a business meeting which seemed to go on forever. Never
mind, he’d already phoned his wife Jane to tell her of the delay until...
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Standing before the little house now brought back floods of memories. They had always called her Aunty Rose despite the fact that there was no family connection at all. She had been a friend of his mother’s and during the long school summer holidays James and Harry had spent many happy hours in and around the cottage. In those days it had a whitewashed exterior with green window frames and doors, a white ‘picket’ fence enclosi...
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Barry loved the smell of a
new car; he hoped this would not make him forget the poverty he and his family
had lived before he became the toilet attendant. He never wanted to forget the
struggle he had lived before, and never to be unappreciative of his new found
wealth. The car swayed as Barry moved from lane to lane trying to keep some
distance with the red car that speeded along the motorway, occasionally his
eyes growled towards his wi...
04/26/2008 | 220 Hits | 3 comments |  (6 votes) | Read more...
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I looked down upon the young woman who had just collapsed
because of the effects of a sleeping dart.
Shaking hindering thoughts from my head, I proceeded to tie her hands
and feet and sling her over my shoulder.
Then with an evil snicker I climbed out the first-floor window. She was mine now and she was going to
pay.
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Maroon curtain goes up, while blazing lights flash on and
enthusiastic crowd cheers. It is show time.
Eleanor James walked on stage. Calm on the outside, but not on the inside. Knees shaking, she took her place. The music started. The crowd hushed. This is
show biz.
As she prepared to sing, Eleanor lifted the microphone to
her mouth and scanned the crowd.
Destiny s...
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CHAPTER ONE.
As the policeman stopped
talking Frankie stared at the "I love Daddy" mug as it slipped from he's
finger. The memory of the last time he saw them seized his mind.
Only a few hours ago Frankie was beaten on a computer game by his six year old
son, Simon danced in front of his sulking father while his mother sniggered in
the doorway. Frankie remembered how he dived at his son pulling him to the
ground; Simon sh...
04/21/2008 | 147 Hits | 3 comments | (1 vote) | Read more...
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She stood there, her body in shock. Her clothes were covered in blood. The murder weapon in her hand; a butchers knife. She fell to her knees crying. Police kicked down the door and stormed in. Five men in blue circled around her. She was cuffed and led out of the house. She was eased into the car and taken away from the murder scene.
Interrogation. What is interrogation? But annoyance. No matter how much you tell the truth they...
04/19/2008 | 185 Hits | 2 comments | (2 votes) | Read more...
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The old man danced slowly, his skin almost blackened by the sun, his feet kicking up dust as the smoke from the fire curled through his white hair. Almost naked he was dancing to awaken the spirits so that they could speak through him. The rest of the tribe sat around chanting and beating drums keeping a steady rhythm while their shaman became one with the ancestors. For many days now the sound of the chainsaws had got closer...
04/18/2008 | 110 Hits | 5 comments | (2 votes) | Read more...
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Larry walked through the
door and the first thing he noticed was that the dogs' water bowl was empty
again. His dog Tubby had collapsed with his head hanging over the empty water
bowl. Larry picked up the panting dog and placed it gently on the sofa, his
tears fell on the dog as it nuzzled into his chest. Larry came back to Ireland to care
for his dying father and all he had now was a dying dog and a rotten cottage.
H...
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[NOTE: previous chapters, from first to third: An Agent's Burial, Agency Lessons and An Agent's Valentine]
Madame Superior was at her wit’s
end. If she was in fact witty and if
there could potentially be an end to such a wit, there she was before its
presence. McCallum was on the loose with
Jack’s diary or perhaps he was dead in an alley and the diary was in The
Others’ hands o...
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Tessa stirred, lifted her head from the pink pillow, saw bright daylight coming through the gap in the yellow curtains. What day is it? Saturday. Good. No rush. Can lay here for a while. She laid her head down again. She felt beside her with her hand. No one there. Good. Sometimes she invited a man back if he seemed ok and she liked him enough. Obviously, last night she’d not met anyone worth the coming back with. Just as well. She wasn&r...
04/15/2008 | 110 Hits | 2 comments | (2 votes) | Read more...
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Kale lazily cracked open one eye and basked in the warmth of the beautiful song, still half asleep. He wasn't fully aware of what was going on, but he knew he liked that song. The soothing melody came to a gradual end and Kale fell back asleep.
When he woke up the house was an eerie silent. Kale didn't think much of it; his wife probably went for a jog on the beach. As he headed downstairs to prepa...
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Gabriel studied the oak tree like it was an
algebra test. The decrepit looking bark with ivy climbing around it and the
branches that seemed they would break with one little tug. The leaves fell to
the ground with a kiss as the autumn wind rushed at the tree. His dead like
reflection glared back at him from the window. He fell back onto his bed as he
heard an old man snarl ringing from the next room, his body gripping with panic
as he w...
04/12/2008 | 122 Hits | 5 comments | (3 votes) | Read more...
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The car careened across the highway and smashed into the guard rail. The impact caused it to ride up on its side and slide back across the highway. It crashed into a mini van that was transporting the soccer team. The driver of the min-van lost control. It jumped the median and crashed into oncoming traffic. This caused a five car pileup as drivers scrambled to avoid the wreck.
My father an...
04/10/2008 | 308 Hits | 7 comments | (4 votes) | Read more...
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I used to be like you. Look past the bloodied nose and the
dirt ridden clothes and you might see it. I envy you in a way, the innocence. Not realising with one click of the fingers you could lose it all. Similar to
you I walked in a pretence that my life would stay the same, that I could tell
my son to leave me alone while I read my stories because I would have the rest
of my life to be with him. But that
wasn't true.
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Devin sat on the floor in his empty house
and stared at the guns spread out in front of him. It was a modest collection, a Taurus 454 Casull, a Ruger .44 Mag
Super Blackhawk, a Beretta Vertec Model 96, and a Glock Model 21. Add the home
he was about to lose to the mix and is this was pretty much his net worth.
One month ago he
had a job, a family, and a life. Then
ca...
04/01/2008 | 324 Hits | 9 comments | (6 votes) | Read more...
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