As days go, it wasn’t a bad day to die. Outside the sun was shining, of course, but then … Steph yawned and stirred from her bed. The flight computer responded with its usual greeting. Good morning Flight Captain. How are you today?” “I’m well in mind and body. I shall exercise for 45 minutes, Read more about A Good Day To Die[…]

“My dear friend. You must perform for me one great favour. A favour for which I will be forever indebted to you. You see now my situation, my beautiful clothes, my pearl white skin, torn and soiled. My friend, you must go to my office. No please, listen. Go to my office, here are my Read more about Miss B[…]

At just 39, Jennifer Grinder should have been happy with life. As managing director of Pharmaglax, the second largest pharmaceuticals in the country, she was successful by almost anybody’s standards. She was still very attractive, possessing a classic lean face hinting of ruthless energy and determination, softened by light brown eyes and sculptured lips. She Read more about What Men Want[…]

“Lock up and set the alarm for us, will you Alan?” “Sure,” I said, chuffed to be asked. I had been a full member of the Newton Gliding Club for two years now, since the day Woody sent me solo. This summer I had learnt to find and soar thermals, towers of warm rising air Read more about Missing in Action[…]