Often, more than not, he is in two places at the one time.

This place, now, he is known as Mad Dog. (more…)

How did I meet Rosie? Well, it wasn’t under normal circumstances – the world being the way it is. It wasn’t through mutual friends for example, or in a nightclub or at a party. No, I met her in a romantic slime filled ditch. She was the one in the ditch, by the way. Not me. (more…)

The old farmer awoke when heard the whomp-whomp of a helicopter’s blades echoing down the valley with its steep rocky walls.  It reminded him of the American military helicopters he had fought when he was young.  As quickly as the noise came, it left.  (more…)

Lieutenant  Penny  Warren,  former  SAS  now Republican New Zealand Army, slouched  in her chair, wearily  glowering  at  her  Deep  Reconnaisance  Activities  Patrol  Echelon  attaché in the  confines  of the debriefing  and  interrogation  room. (more…)