the start of something

Like a knife being slid slowly down her throat, right down her chest. Straight into her heart. That was the

PFC Jacqui Winston was by no means a _smart_ woman. She followed orders, to the letter, because she trusted that

She awoke with a jerk of all her muscles. The back of her head banged against metal and her right

It occurred to her suddenly, out of the blue, that she really was in deep trouble. She hadn’t really worried

“This is Georgina. She will be be joining you on the tactical training today. Make her welcome.” Sarge stood next

Kerry leant against the wall next to the mirrored glass. His eyes on the man in the room on the

He doesn’t talk with his hands. I notice that. His lips hardly move. He stands there with that look on

Her breath was coming in high pitched rasps between cracked bloody lips. She’d lost a heel at some point. A

It was on a Wednesday that Jeff first noticed. His back began to ache as if he’d done a days