We meet at the chocolate shop at the Queen Victoria Market. They serve the best hot chocolates in Melbourne and we order two huge cups of foaming milk chocolate. I haven’t often seen Logi-Gal out of costume. In a strange twist on most Heroes, she doesn’t wear glasses in everyday life and wears a ...
From around the corner, maybe fifty metres away, a new-looking Ford sedan sails through the air on its side and slams into a concrete pillar, exploding the car and taking giant chunks out of the cement. The noise is terrifying. Involuntarily I take three steps backwards and bump into Melbourne’s ...
He looked at his hands: still trembling. He used his hankie to wipe his face and wished he could blame the office’s dodgy air conditioning for his perspiration. On the CCTV, he watched Barry walk along aisle 6, talking to Kevin, one of the shelf-stackers. Peering at the grainy black-and-white ima...