Sitting crouched over
the screen waiting
for your fix.
Dropping a line on me
the same time
twice a week.
I wait for your gentle
thought to reach me
and tell me that I have
a shot at this, that I
haven't just been pissing
my time away, that you will
choose me tonight.
It's 10:30
Where are you?
Where the FUCK are you!?
You said at 10:30
after the news but
you ditched me...
You flash across my
screen in bold typed
numbers and letters
04
06
10
32
48
and the Powerball is...
06
I don't bother crumpling
the ticket anymore,
I just dig inside to see
if I had any, to see if
I could have been close.
Nothing...oh wait there's a 10
so I check it all again.
Screen goes black as I
shut it down, heading for
bed I wonder why
Jack Brennan is hired by a group of ultra rich English aristocrats to kidnap four top IRA terrorists. The contract is time limited but do the financial rewards justify the risk?
The FBI Inspector (380 pages) is a collection of 25 short fiction crime novellas involving the law enforcement services of FBI Inspector Joe Giralo along with his three government agents, Sal Velardi, Arthur Orsi and Dan Blachford.
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