Thursday, 3 May 2018
Wednesday, 21 March 2018
Vile City tells the story of abducted office worker Shelley Craig and Detective Inspector Duncan Waddell's attempts to find her.
Vile City is published by Caffeine Nights and is available now in paperback and in eBook (across a range of formats).
Stuart was hiding something. Shelley could tell. She was always the one who'd had to wake him because he could always block out the shrill of the alarm clock, but these days he was up before her, grabbing the mail whilst she slept. And, he’d started making breakfast – nothing much, just tea and toast, but that was more than he’d ever made her in their two and a bit years together.
When she'd calmly ask him if anything was wrong, he’d shrug his shoulders, give her a wee smile and say everything was fine. But, she knew he was lying because his face went even paler, making his freckles stand out as if they'd been drawn in by a kid with a coloured pencil. She never pushed it, maybe because deep down she was worried that he’d tell her he’d met someone else.
The No.76 bus was empty when they clambered onboard - one of the benefits of working until 11 at night in a call centre, was that there was no need to scoot past a sea of legs and become a contortionist to get on and off a bus.
Their cold breath filled the air with ghosts as they walked towards Waterstone’s, Shelley pausing to take a peek at the new crime fiction releases showcased in the illuminated windows, whilst Stuart fidgeted with his watch. He was always footering about with something since he’d given up cigarettes and it drove her mad, but at least it didn’t fill his lungs with tar and make the house smell like an overflowing ashtray.
“I need to have a pee,” he announced, as they came to the dimly lit lane off Mitchell Street that reeked of eau de Glasgow: decomposing takeaway, urine and other bodily fluids.
She groaned. “Can't you wait until we get home, Stuart?” She knew she’d pronounced his name “Stew-art” as she always did when she was annoyed with him, but she couldn’t help it. What made men think it was okay to urinate in public?
Stuart looked pained. “Sorry, I can’t. Too much coffee tonight.”
She let him walk on ahead of her and whilst he scooted down the alley, she stood outside the amusement arcade, pretending to look in so she wouldn’t be mistaken as a prostitute. Around here, at this time of night, unaccompanied women were likely to be mistaken for prostitutes. It'd happened to her once when she'd got off the bus alone. Stuart hadn't been working that night.
Five minutes later, she was so cold she couldn't feel her nose and Stuart still wasn’t back.
She turned the corner to look for him, fully expecting to see him ambling back towards her with that jaunty walk that always made her smile. But, he wasn't there.
Where was he?
Anger welled up in her chest. Had he started smoking again? He swore he wouldn't.
There was one way to find out.
She headed down the alley. The sole light was provided from some nearby buildings so visibility was poor.
She’d walked a few steps when she spotted a bundle of rags on the ground. Was someone sleeping there?
She moved closer. Squinting into the dim light, she realised it was Stuart. He was lying motionless on the ground. He must have tripped and knocked himself out after hitting the concrete.
She ran over to him, calling out his name, the squeezing in her chest waning slightly when she knelt down and heard him groan.
She pulled her mobile phone from her bag to call for an ambulance.
She didn’t make it to the third digit. A gloved hand clamped across her mouth and nose, cutting off her airways and the phone fell from her grasp, clattering onto the cobbles. Terror gripped her and she couldn’t breathe.
As she struggled, her assailant pressed his mouth to her ear. He was so close that it occurred to her that if anyone saw them they would think he was her boyfriend whispering sweet nothings in her ear.
“Your man’s been given a strong sedative. He’ll wake up with a sore head and nothing more. But, if you scream, I’ll kick him several times in the head and he’ll never get up again. Do you understand?”
She didn’t recognise the voice, but there was an accent. Not from around here. His voice was cold and emotionless.
She nodded under his hand. Then she did something he didn't expect: she back-heeled him in the groin.
There was a satisfying yelp as he released her.
She ran, arms pumping away like Usain Bolt’s, down towards the café at the end of the alley and safety.
She'd almost made it when he grabbed her arm and hauled her back. An electric shock shot from her elbow to her shoulder as she pulled herself free. He was too strong.
She could offer little resistance as he dragged her towards him.
Before she could scream, he punched her fully in the face and she went down with a thud jarring every bone in her body, momentarily stunning her.
As she fought to get up, he punched her in the back and she fell again.
The last thing she saw was the pavement rushing towards her before she blacked out...
TO BE CONTINUED...
TO BE CONTINUED...
Out now at Amazon.
Thursday, 15 March 2018
Thanks to everyone who bought Living Cruelty Free I've donated to Network for Animals who help neglected and abused animals around the world.
You can read more about this amazing organization here https://networkforanimals.org/uk/donate/ via @network4animals
|Give yourself a hand, folks.|
So, give yourself a hand, folks. Together WE can help change the world by doing it one little bit at a time.
About the book
Living Cruelty Free Live a More Compassionate life is available in paperback and on Kindle. The book offers tips and advice on how we can be kinder to animals and each other and live an all round kinder life.
Wednesday, 14 February 2018
Delighted to announce that Caffeine Nights will be publishing
book 2 in the DI
WADDELL crime series. CANNIBAL
Publication date tbd.
The series started with VILE CITY.
Here's a wee taster -
A killer's stalking male victims on
's streets. Men are being abducted,
kept tied up for weeks then strangled and their livers are being removed. Glasgow
Detective Inspector Duncan Waddell has enough problems not least of all that his best friend and colleague Stevie who's meant to be comatose is talking to him and only him. Now he faces his most bizarre case yet.
|Caroline had her life stolen from her|
Twenty-two long years ago, on Sunday 25 August 1996, 14-year-old schoolgirl Caroline Glachan was found dead on the water’s edge of the River Leven near Bonhill, Dunbartonshire in
One of the last people to see Caroline alive was her friend Joanne Menzies. Caroline left Joanne and a group of friends at some shops just before midnight. She was going to meet her boyfriend in nearby
. Renton which was a mile away
She never made it. She took a shortcut through the woods.
What happened next nobody knows.
|Where the teen's lifeless body was found|
She was found dead on the banks of the River Leven in Dunbartonshire. She'd been badly beaten and possibly drowned. It wasn't clear if she was dead or alive when she'd ended up in the water. She could have been unconscious.
The ambitious teenager with a feisty attitude, never made it to fifteen as her life was snatched away.
A killer among us?
Caroline's mother and Police in
believe the answer to who
killed Caroline lies within the local community. Could the killer of the teen
be walking amongst them? Scotland
Caroline's murder was featured on TV true crime show Crimewatch two years ago, where her mum Mrs McKeich spoke in heartbreaking detail of how she found out her daughter was dead on her 40th birthday.
For her life didn't begin at forty, she said, it ended. She'd lost her only child.
"There's two questions I need answered - who and why."
|Could this be the man who killed her?|
After her murder, police released a photo of a man in a dark green hooded top who was seen by a taxi driver walking near Caroline as she made her way along Dillichip Loan around 12.15am on Sunday, August 25, 1996. The man was described as having sharp features.
He was asked to come forward. The call was never answered.
Was this man her killer?
Do you know who killed Caroline?
If you have any information on Caroline's murder, Police Scotland are waiting to hear from you. They can be contacted from the
101. Or you can email officers at email@example.com UK
Alternatively CRIMESTOPPERS can be contacted on 0800 555 111 or through contacting the site. Anonymity is guaranteed.
One call could help ease the suffering of a grieving mother whose only daughter, whose old child never came home.
Whoever killed her needs to be found so her mother can finally have closure and a killer can be taken off the streets.
Monday, 5 February 2018
Chances are if you've watched any American comedy you'll have seen the characters eating Let's potato chips.
Whether you've seen them being eaten in shows like
is the New Black, Arrested
Development, The Middle, Ugly Betty, My Name is Earl or Community, you might
have found yourself saying like I did: "Mmmm, they look nice - I fancy a
It's when you start looking for Let's potato chips that you hit a rather large snag.
It might surprise you to know - because it sure surprised me - that they're a fake brand that are manufactured and sold by a company called ISS Prop House.
What's more, they don't come cheap and cost 40 dollars for a big bag and 20 dollars for a small bag. So, no spilling any of those lovely chips, TV show stars because they quite literally cost a packet.
Community is one show that used the chips frequently throughout the show’s six season (and hopefully a movie) run. The diva of a Dean is often seen eating them as is Abed and his pal
. Abed's favourite TV show also features
Let's potato chips. Troy
In The Middle siblings Axl and Sue Heck even share a bag. Well, kinda. Axl's not the sharing type.
As well as Let's potato chips, creators ISS Prop House also have a huge collection of props as well as doing a large range of snacks and drinks like Henry's chocolate bars, Hooskerdoo cookies, Tit For Tat bars and Rocky Road ice cream among others.
You can read more about Independent Studio Services and the props they offer here.
According to their site, Let's potato chips come in 3 different flavours and are available for when TV show makers want their actors to get their snack on.
Note - The copyright for Let's potato chips belongs to ISS.
Wednesday, 10 January 2018
|Kirsty's loosely based on Rose McGowan's character Cherry Darling|
I'm delighted to announce that I've just signed a deal with kick ass publisher Shotgun Honey to publish How Kirsty Gets Her Kicks.
You can read about the awesome Shotgun Honey here.
The novella introduces you to one-legged
Glasgow barmaid Kirsty who goes on the run
with a gangster's safe load of cash and gun after killing one of his security
men with a stiletto heel to the skull.
Why should you want to read How Kirsty Gets Her Kicks?
It’s got a kick ass hero in Kirsty. She may have one leg - the other one was amputated after an accident - but she knows how to kick some serious butt.
She's loosely based on Rose McGowan's character Cherry Darling in Planet Terror and in Grindhouse.
There's an amazing cake that you jump out that features in a major scene in the book. Click here to read more on my blog about these pop up cakes.
There's enough twists and turns to bend your mind.
When will it be published?
How Kirsty Gets Her Kicks will be published on December 28th 2018.
Stay tuned for more details.
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