Skulduggery Part 2

The day that changed my life forever started normally enough. A routine surveillance job watching for a ‘person of interest.’ I was sitting on the top floor of a derelict mill overlooking a forlorn block of flats. I was waiting for Sean Foyle, an IRA errand boy. He fetched guns from the caches and returned them after use. If we

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All Day Breakfast

Another one written in response to a prompt from my face-to-face creative writing group. The task was to write a story in which these three words occur: bingo, Sam, eggs. This was written at one sitting and not really looked at again. Comment and feedback very welcome.

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