The sudden burst of cold November air made the coal fire glow as the three women entered The Cricketer’s Arms public house. Two old men sitting near the door shivered and tutted at the women for not closing the door quickly enough. ‘Keep your bloody hair on old timer,’ said Shirley, the eldest of the … More The White Feather
It was just before eleven am when Harry Pimble arrived at the offices of Blood, White, and Blue. After paying the driver he stepped from the cab into the shimmering heat of mid-morning Manhattan where sunlight sparkled off the skyscrapers that lined the Hudson. Harry lit a cigarette and watched the cab rejoin the vein … More Life after Death…
I had to let him go in the end…
Bashing the Bishop…
Every time I come here, every time you two. Don’t you work …
Jimmy McNulty…Bloody good police.
Two bull queers probably. Sisters. I’m just watching…
He went back to 1965, 1984, 1972, 1990, and 1968 to get it…
“Megalomaniac billionaire. Space shuttles mainly. But the genocide came easy as well so…”
Put, Brundle fused…
Flash Shorton. 