CHAPTER 16 Dad returned to work and was managing to toe the line with his new part time hours. Things were ticking over in much the same fashion. Anthony and I were avoiding each other as much as possible when we were both home. I socialised with my friends, and he with his. I knew the day was fast approaching when Mum would be inviting us around for Sunday dinner and having already discussed this matter with Anthony, we agreed to both go for appearances sake. It should be q

Some memories keep knocking at the door and waiting for peace to let them in. They don’t know that forgiveness is holding the key. Someone once told me that a child who grew up without parents and survived war has nothing in common with an animal behind shelter bars. But I know they do. They are both waiting for a hero to save them. They share the same pain. They share the same confusion. The unavoidable helplessness is a heavy burden to bear. Wide-open eyes can’t shed a tear

Prologue Saturday, 4 October 2003 As shadows threw obscure shapes over the ground, he looked at her sweet face. Innocent, beautiful, peaceful in repose. He wasn’t religious, but if a higher power did exist, he was envious. This exquisite creation was now in the arms of someone, or something, else. He’d followed her, studied her day and night, tracking her movements. She was so predictable. It had made his job easy; he’d been doing it long enough to know when someone was gulli

Chapter 2: Vision Quest ~ Dean realizes that he has a sacred mission to fill Dean felt a wave of heaviness in his eyes as sleep engulfed his body. The sound of distant drumming roused him. How long have I been out of it? He reached for his flashlight, which still didn’t work. “Damn curse!” He raked his fingers through his disheveled hair. The drumming got louder and louder, and Dean’s head pounded. God, what I wouldn’t give for some aspirin and a cold Coke. He rustled through

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Extract from Seven Days to Die (Published January 2023 by Joffe Books) Time: 7.35 a.m. Date: Friday 20 July 2012 Location: Southeast corner of Hyde Park, London Had the grass been any longer, he might not have seen it. And had the diamante buckle not caught the early morning sun, glinting lazily through the light summer dew, he might have carried on walking and missed it altogether. DI Jack MacIntosh knelt down in the ankle-deep grass at the edge of the park and parted the fr

James 'Jim' Mortimer in his early years as a Chartered Accountant During his school and university days, Jim Mortimer was a most accomplished athlete in various sports. While taking part in solo sports such as athletics and swimming, his agility and tremendous stamina served him well and he was confident and competitive in both. He was also a talented football player, playing for both his school and university teams. Once finished with university, he dropped out of other spor

Clouded Details – The Sekhet Saga book 4 – Whispers from the Grave The process of remembering is the ability to recall the past. In Victor’s case, the past is where he hoped it would all stay. That act of appearing unexpectedly, as one old familiar ghostlike figure did on numerous occasions, had left Victor filled with terror when he first began to understand who he was and what they needed from him. For him, calling something to mind, anything, consisted of six types of gh

CHAPTER 1 Everything’s Blurry Each morning, David slipped from bed at 4:00 a.m.—quietly, so as not to wake me. He went to his home office across the hall and spent forty minutes in a series of exercises. He put on his headset and listened to “Sun Spirit” by Deuter or Chinese bamboo flute music as he performed his version of tai chi. It was his way of getting ready for the day. Then he showered, did a few chin-ups, and got dressed. Before he left for his lab, he would creep in

Chapter 6 The Vision  Here Dean discovers the secret cave deep within the mysterious Superstition Mountains It was just about sunset when Dean quietly walked his dirt bike around the back of the inn and down the dirt path so that he would not wake Hanna and Dana when he started it up. He had a new Yamaha. It was built for rough terrain. His mother bought it for him just before the move, as she thought it might help cheer him up. It was, he figured, a good chance to try it ou