In the back of the taxi, Rosie squinted through the clouds of dust at the mayhem that was downtown Peshawar, Pakistan. The culture shock of suddenly being thrust into the midst of this nearly took the feet from her. The stench wafting in from an open sewer at side of the road turned her stomach. ...
Beads of sweat broke out on his top lip and he was beginning to hyperventilate. If this was how jittery he was on the phone to Mervyn Bates, what the hell would he be like in a face-to-face? Especially if he was wired up to record the conversation. She glanced at Bertie, who seemed to be thinking...
He’d already thrown up twice before he left the office in a taxi to meet Josef and hand over the five grand. Now he sat on a bench in Kelvingrove Park, dwarfed by its vastness, staring gloomily at the lush greenery rolled out in front of him in all its summer splendour like a painting by one of t...
Lying in bed, she couldn’t help listening for every noise. Footsteps in the stairwell, cars pulling up outside. Jesus. She was getting paranoid. She tried to sleep, but her mind kept going over and over the phone call from Alison Prentice. She could never have predicted that, not in a million yea...
He wasn’t used to having someone close to him like that.In the back of the car, Besmir moved the sleeping child’s arm away from him. He looked at her pale face as she slept, exhausted, her eyelids puffy from crying. The car was stifling, and a tiny strip of sweat gathered under her hairline. His ...