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February 11, 2021I hadn’t seen McLeay since soldiering days, and there he was. Sat at a desk under the house where, in a manner both businesslike yet…
I hadn’t seen McLeay since soldiering days, and there he was. Sat at a desk under the house where, in a manner both businesslike yet…
Professor Charma Toukley watched the Earth swim into view. The planet slipped across the huge round skylight, as if the circular window itself was an…
A STRING OF PEARLS “That was ten years ago,” Frances Corry said. DI Fyfe looked at her, but with eyes half shut – as…
The Minister sticks his head round the door, looks at Sam who taps diligent words into a record of minutes. “Sam, I need you!” the…
June fog shrouded the national Parliament – a huge birdnet of fog – draped over the isoscelean flagpole, the sloping roof-lawns. Thick still, at 11am.