Tag Archive | Fiction

Better this way

“It’s a trick.” Her stare is hard and level. Ten years from now it will give some hapless swain a lot of trouble, but for now it’s focussed on the jar I’m holding. I’ve learnt to laugh at times like this, to say, of course it’s a trick, and wink. It’s better this way. Laugh […]

Only for her

An excerpt from Find the Lady, in which we find John in Paris … Without her letter, memories were all I had, and memories were no use to me in Paris that winter. After several fruitless days I took to busking, hoping to run into Serge in his enforcement role. I ran into a lot […]

The Unfortunate Permanence of Rule 16

Let’s just say that there are different approaches to this work, and leave it at that. I wouldn’t want to have to admit that my predecessor’s approach is one that makes me want to take Rule 16, bend it so far out of shape that its mother wouldn’t recognize it, and hang it round his […]

Find the Lady

Who is the girl currently calling herself Kathryn Blake? Where does she come from and . . . where does she belong? To her potential employer, collecting statements about this troublesome asset, one thing is clear: this lady is never the lady you expect her to be, she is the pea under the thimble, the […]

Hare and Hounds

Kate ran, choosing no direction, trusting to her luck and to the darkness. By the time she reached the wire she had more faith left in her famous luck than in the darkness that had seemed so complete from the doorway, for the promised cloud had broken, the night grew brighter around her with every […]

References – a Find the Lady teaser

Thierry Dupois? He’s a good man, though he might try to persuade you otherwise. He’ll tell you that he just drives trucks. Don’t let him tell you that. He’ll fall rather easily into what he calls his obedient muscle role – and you may find it convenient to allow that, now and then, because he […]

VisDare: Another glimpse of Khyre

When I surfaced in the muddy shallows, at the feet of a startled waterman, I knew that I had been right to go first to the priests, though I had gone for the wrong reason. I had gone because I could not conceal their mark much longer, and to reject that mark is the sure […]

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