The Diplomat, The Honey Trap, when Government Business is an opportunity for…

He cleaned the bathroom quickly and expertly.
The plastic sheet and forensic suit returned to his bulging briefcase he changed back into his clothes, and with a last glance around the hotel room - checking he had left no trace of his presence - he silently let himself out of the room and made his way down the back stairs to the deserted alley where his driver waited for him...

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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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The Ka of Gifford Hillary and Dennis Wheatley: Stella arrives in Leighton Buzzard to steak and kidney pie, mash, and baked beans.

I read The Ka of Gifford Hillary on the bus all the way to Leighton Buzzard. I'd spoken to Scott on the phone the night before and he was a chapter ahead of me, so I had some catching up to do. Just before I'd left the Leighton Buzzard house, a week ago, Scott and I had found two battered copies of the Dennis Wheatley book in one of the tall bookcases, and as neither of us had read it, we decided to make it a shared experience. Scott, apparently, was a massive Wheatley fan, and I'd never read any of his books before, so I was really looking forward to it.

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