Resting his head against the back of the rocking chair in the Egan living room, Eamon closed his eyes. He swayed the chair in a slow, steady rhythm. His face was blank, his shattered feelings protected behind a wall of numbness. More >
Although Elizabeth Lancaster had not been born into position and wealth, her years as a Countess and the wife of a very prominent nobleman taught her to believe in the English class system. She had forgotten what it was like to be Miss Elizabeth Hughes. More >
Ned Fermoy watched Ava and Tim as they took their seats around the table of the Claddagh kitchen. Both of them seemed well-rested for a change, although he noticed Ava appeared a bit thinner than the last time he saw her a few months ago. More >
A metallic ripping rendered the air with a deafening wave, followed by several more tearing noises as metal turned to shreds. The back cars of the train began to stack onto the cars in front of them, the noises intermingled with the screams of metal and human suffering. Then it was quiet, a hush filling the air, but the silence only lasted a few seconds. As the human screams began in earnest, and smoke and flames filled the air, Ava gave one final passive look down below before turning on her heel to follow the men out of the copse. Her mind was racing, but her nerves were calm: "That was for you, Daddy." More >
"I don't think you fully appreciate the spot I've put myself in," Clive said petulantly. "They’re dangerous people, the IMC. Murderers, most of them, although you'd never know it if you met one of them on the street." More >
As she walked toward the dining area of the restaurant, Siobhan tried to steel herself for the meeting ahead. She had not seen Bart Quantrill for twelve years, and the initial anger she felt toward him and David had diminished a long time ago. More >
"Are you shaggin' nuts, bringing a body here?" Mike Creed exploded when he saw Jeff drag the lifeless form of Clive Bender into the tool shed. "Who in bloody hell is that?" More >
"What do you mean, you eliminated Clive Bender?" Tim exploded. "Are you off your nut? Bender is well known in London as a private investigator. Do you think no one will notice he just disappeared and not look into it?" More >
Ava exploded, rising from the table so quickly her chair fell back to the floor. Ned closed his eyes, and decided to let the spat run its course. It might be the last one Tim and Ava would ever have. More >
William Foraker closed his eyes tightly, trying to block out shooting streaks of pain which traveled through his fingers and up his hands and arms. Each nail on each finger had been meticulously sliced up the middle and removed with agonizing, brutal slowness. More >
"Marry me," David blurted out, forging ahead even though he knew what Ava's answer would be. "Leave what you're doing and marry me. With the money I now have at my disposal, we can change your identity and you can live your life as my wife." More >
