Finally Brodie became aware of it slowing. Opening her eyes, she saw a dim light in the distance that became an old subway platform, manned by people with guns. They did not move as Chad and Brodie, stiff and sore from their journey, gingerly disembarked. The leader of the...
“Good morning, Jack,” Mr Doyle said. “Hello Jack,” Gloria smiled. “I trust you’re rested after your adventures last night?”“Rested?” Jack asked. “I slept like the dead, if that’s what you mean.”“A note arrived early,” Mr Doyle said. “We must attend the Prime Ministers residence this morning.”“Th...
The truck swayed from side to side. Allowing himself a backward glance he saw the pebbled shoreline. The road he had travelled down disappeared into the hills. The engine changed as new sets of cogs and levers were brought into play. Jack felt a surge of power from the rear of the vehicle. The tr...
Lisa still hadn’t come home. Astrid had rung the police, but they had said a missing person’s report couldn’t be filed until two days had passed. Then they had suggested that Lisa might have run away, so Astrid had angrily hung up on them. Lisa wouldn’t run away, she thought. But where is she? It...
‘That’s a very nice revolver,’ he said. ‘I suggest you put it down before you hurt yourself.’ ‘You will be the ones surrendering your weapons,’ Mr Doyle said. ‘The authorities will be here within seconds.’ Another man with a scar running down the side of his face had a gun trained on a woman with...
‘We don’t seem to have any leads and we don’t have anywhere to go.’ They were sitting in a small café in Soho with the late edition of The Times before them. The front page carried a photo of Mr Doyle being led away in handcuffs, the headline reading: Famous Detective Arrested in Valkyrie Raid Ja...