Benny the Fence handed the Money over for the Diamonds…

Undercover: Crime Shorts.
Benny the Fence handed over the money for the diamonds, no questions asked. He didn't know her name, didn't want to. The sulky blonde had been using him for years and so far things had worked just fine. They spoke little. She always wore huge dark glasses and a navy overcoat with the collar turned up over her face covering her features. In moments she was gone. Picking her out in a line-up would've been impossible. He had protection so she wasn't a threat to him. She knew it too.

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The Jazz Singer with a Sting in her Tale.

Closing the safe door quietly and with an expert spin of the dial, the black-clad woman straightened up, slinging the grip with her haul over her shoulder. She stood listening intently before moving towards the office door. Again, she waited, her ears straining, before gently prizing the door open and stepping silently into the corridor of darkened offices; she eased the door closed, calculating she had barely two minutes before the night-watchman made his rounds, trying the doors and checking the building was secure.

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Scott: An Exclusive Interview…

Hi, thanks so much for wanting to chat with me. At the present time we – Narnia’s Children – are rehearsing for another tour – Europe this time. We're really excited. There's a chance of playing in Switzerland again, and that would be ace. We’re about to move to another place – a new flat or house or something. Stephan, our manager, is going to be meeting us in the week to give us the low-down. We think it is going to be in London which will be really cool.

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There aren’t any Cosy Christmas Stories when I write…

I must have a criminal mind.
Writing about Christmas in a 'mince pie and Christmas pudding' way, isn't my style. My mind works strangely. I'd be tempted to poison the pies and pudding before feeding them to the victims in my stories. The only times Christmas appears in anything I write it has been to juxtapose the cosy atmosphere of the season of goodwill, with something horrible about to happen.

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Could she, should she, would he, will he? Dark secrets call for dark measures…

I am chatting to my host, the lovely Linda Thompson about writing short stories, my interest and subsequent study of Forensic Science and Criminal Justice - with various online universities in the UK catering for Crime Writers... And I read from Undercover: Crime Shorts which was great fun. We chat about my previous careers in the Civil Service and the International Music Business and so much more.

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