by Leslie de la Haye | Jun 29, 2010 | Stories
Two days later they flew by Quantas Airlines to Changi Airport, Singapore. During the flight Nick had time to acquaint himself with his new assistant Twinkle. Born in East London to Gillie and Ron Campbell, the boy had been a bit of a rebel at school and after a spell...
by Leslie de la Haye | Jun 29, 2010 | Stories
It was dark and quiet in the basement cellar of the office block with just the murmur of the air conditioning unit. A mouse scampered across the floor then stopped, all nerves trembling because it could smell cheese and was hungry enough to risk anything. Carefully...
by Leslie de la Haye | Jun 29, 2010 | Stories
Paul met them at Zurich airport as instructed. His wound was only a bullet graze to the temple. The ambushers left him as dead, but he was able to follow them to a warehouse on the perimeter of Zurich airport. The main floor of the building was used as a meat storage...
by Leslie de la Haye | Jun 28, 2010 | Stories
It was a winter night, wet and dark: not the sort in which to be walking back to the hotel. Christ, Nick Alum thought, I should have driven to the meeting, but it’s too late now. Better to be curled around a good book and a fine bottle of Australian red or white...
by Leslie de la Haye | Jun 28, 2010 | Stories
He opened the door to be confronted with the Manager of the hotel arguing with two very smartly dressed men. – One of them was carrying what looked like Nick’s jacket. The very same jacket that Laura had wrapped the young girl in that afternoon’s...
by Leslie de la Haye | Jun 28, 2010 | Stories
The body of Laura was to be returned to the UK. How would Nick face the Colonel with this devastating news of his beloved daughter? God help the killers! The funeral of course was held in Laura’s home town in Scotland. Many of Nick’s army friends attended...
