A ghost at Piccadilly – An Extract from ‘Four of Clubs’.

Trevor was walking around by torchlight, though the street lights of Piccadilly also spilled some light into the front rooms, making Trevor’s torch almost unnecessary.   He approached from the adjacent corridor, passing through the small, elegant Cambridge Room and...

Blog – ‘The Colonel’ From ‘Four of Clubs’

“Good evening!” said the Colonel. Cheerily. I looked up and put down my pen.  “Good evening Colonel,” I replied, “how can I help?” “Oh, not so formal; never mind the Colonel,” he said, followed by, or so I thought, “Not a real rank anyhow, not the same as you, y’...

‘An Evening at the Club’ An extract from ‘Four of Clubs

 The dinner had already begun when one of the guests arrived late.  He drove up to the basement garage in something of a panic, waited impatiently while the shutters trundled noisily upward, brought his car just inside and hopped out heading rapidly for the dinner,...

Out to Lunch

At half past two the engines were shut down again to allow them to cool.   The hands were stood down.   There was no sign of the Skipper.   By three o’clock the First Lieutenant was looking really worried.   He was the one who would get it in the neck if we failed to...

Jim’s startling arrival at the conference

About ten past midday, I was sitting in my cabin, finishing off my letter home, and re-organising my pile of files and divisional papers when the door cracked open about eight inches and a familiar bearded face of my friend peered in.   “What time is it?” he said....

Pirates prepare to attack in “Privateer”

  Hamid eased the outboard throttle open a little more as he settled on a course towards the lights.   Ahmed moved forward quietly through the boat pushing and nudging the silent reclining forms.  Those who had been sleeping were now awake, carefully adjusting...