‘The video of your performance in Belfast has gone viral on Twitter,’ said Kaminsky with what Bunter thought was smug satisfaction. You’ve gained 22,000 followers and 82,000 likes. Of course, Siobhan made sure all the silliness was edited out.’ ‘I don’t have a Twitter account,’ said Bunter, attempting to…
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Bunter and Kaminsky located Tempus-Fugitson seated in a vast oak panelled office in Tufton Street with his hands behind his head, humming Land of Hope and Glory to himself with a far away smile. A life-sized portrait of Margaret Thatcher dressed as Boadicea glowered at them from one wall. Everything…
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07:37 from: +44 7885 912124 ‘This is my new mobile. Pls save 2 ur phone’ 07:39 from: Tremaine ‘OK. u will send instructions from this number?’ Becki frowned at the incoming message on her new phone. The day was running away from her already. There was no time to…
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‘The coral is dying,’ said Daniel to a small and disinterested family of floppy hatted, baked-skinned tourists. The matriarch, wearing a translucent beach robe that shimmied around her wide hips took a snap of the coral tank on her iPhone then looked away. Daniel held up a twiggy white splintered…
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‘Is it far?’ ‘Who knows? I wasn’t even sure this road existed. No signs. Sometimes there are roads on maps that were planned but never built. Other times there are roads like this that aren’t on any maps. At least the road’s here. But Sorsk Gorod? That’s not on…