Martin Stein sat in his car, impatiently waiting for some movement. Eventually he heard the metallic sound signifying the release of the hydraulic rams holding the ferry doors closed then accompanied by creaks and whines he saw a crack appear in the bow bulkhead before him. He watched the bow open and the ramp lower and extend into place, he then had to wait...
I waited for my brother in the Weatherspoons pub, he called me and wanted a burger meal with a large cola as he was not a drinker as I was. I ordered a pint of Heineken beer and waited for him to arrive, as I was also waiting for an important call from my Police Inspector about an escort job protecting a Jewish Labour member who feared for her life from the...
As usual I thank my LadyCibelle and Techsan for their patience, proof reading, editing skills and of course encouragement. As always I'll also add that we don't always see eye to eye with each other, and often play around with a story after they have read it. Consequently I take full responsibility for the content and any cock-ups in this story. * I had a...
American attorney Montana Reynolds (27), practising law on an international law placement contract with the oldest and smallest of the three law firms at the little known town of Red Ridge situated far south-east of Sydney, was pulled awake at 2.25 am. "Hi," she said sleepily to the caller. "Are you alone?" "Yes Judge Mercer." There was a pause before he...
Chapter 12 -- The trial of Maria Elena Rodriguez-Torres While the student protestors continued to kneel outside, Spokeswoman Lee-Dolkivna, Director Cecilia Sanchez, Prisoner # 101025, and the two officers escorting the prisoner passed through the main door of the Central Courthouse. They walked through an ornate entryway and passed through a second set of d...
Chapter 2 -- The Interrogation Room The four Danubian police officers hustled their captive through a locked door and into a small hallway. The cops and the prisoner then descended down a long flight of stairs to the terminal building's basement, turned a corner and entered a large room. It was in this room where Maria Elena would have her initial interroga...
My brother and I were opening up a new restaurant. It was a bit of a gamble for us but he was a superb chef and we were both willing to work hard. Would you believe all the red tape you have to go through? It's like they don't want you to succeed. We stuck it out though and were due to open shortly. One last thing we had to do was get a health certificate f...
I live on the 13th floor in a tall apartment building in Manhattan. A really tall apartment: Forty stories. That works out well, because I'm tall – 6' 4". Bad joke. Never mind. Anyway, there are tradeoffs to living like this, good and bad. For example, I don't have a backyard, or a front yard. On the one hand I miss not having the greenery, or the chance to...
This story is part of an ongoing series. The chronological order of my stories is listed in WifeWatchman's biography. Feedback and constructive criticism is very much appreciated, and I encourage feedback for ideas. This story contains graphic scenes, language and actions that might be extremely offensive to some people. These scenes, words and actions are...
************************************************* Copyright Oggbashan June 2018 The author asserts the moral right to be identified as the author of this work. This is a work of fiction. The events described here are imaginary; the settings and characters are fictitious and are not intended to represent specific places or living persons. ****************...