Teaser Number Two – The Gunman

Here’s teaser number two taken from a chapter called The Gunman.  

I let Mr Pilbeam know that I was ready and he opened the door and I walked in. “GET ON THE FUCKING FLOOR, NOW”. Fucking hell, I thought…it was the gun man!! I was face to face with Mr Guthrie with a hand gun in his hand. I didn’t react immediately to his command. “GET ON THE FUCKING FLOOR.”, he bellowed again and this time took a step towards me and put the gun into my face.

This time I did as I was told. “DON’T FUCKING MOVE OR I’LL SHOOT YOUR HEAD OFF”. OK I thought. So if I move, I fail…this was the advice I was given. I laid there motionless. I’ve nailed this test. Piece of piss…just lay here and do as I’m told.

* this is an unedited first draft excerpt.

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Book Teaser One – The Hospital Bollocking

From time to time I am going to release extracts from the book I am currently writing.  I’ll announce the extract on Facebook with a direct link to the newly released extract.

Here we go with extract number one – The Hospital Bollocking.

Clive was just about to put pen to paper when a nurse came running into the room. “Do you have any idea where your prisoner is?”, she exclaimed. Clive and I looked at each other…the worst case scenario…had he escaped?

“He’s still in the toilet, he can’t go very far”, replied Clive, who had managed to keep a calm tone to his voice, but I knew he was just as worried as I was right now.

“Yes, I know he’s in the toilet, but he’s lucky he hasn’t BLOWN US ALL UP. **** *** ***** ****** * ***** ********”. She was giving us a right telling off. I felt like a schoolboy being told off by the headmaster for the very first time.

I was hoping that Clive would take control and deal with it. But my mouth opened and out came the words… “He’s only having a fag”. The nurse looked at me square in the face, but then looked at my epaulette’s on my shoulder, no doubt making a mental note of my officer number so she could report me.

* this is an unedited first draft excerpt.

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