This book has finally come back from the Editor, so this month it is going to get a second revision, a second draft for the editor, and beta readers.

And so it begins…

…

Are we no better than them?

…

At what point do you tell yourself that

• You are doing this for King and country
• The end justifies the means
• You are on the right side of justice
• Bad people get what they deserve
  

Can you truly tell yourself that doing to them what they did to you is morally justified?

I’m not sure Jack is fully across what it is he has to do in order to find out what he wants to know.

It’s fine to tell yourself it’s what they do to you when the roles are reversed, but the question had to be, is there another way?

Well, the first interview went as expected. No information told that they know nothing, they are just foot soldiers told to act on orders, not question them, and no they don’t know who the person is that sent on your mission other than the operations officer.

The fix-it men, those who are little more than thugs in cheap suits are a case in point. They dish out the violence to achieve an end or carry out an assassination when asked.

He tried to do it the easy way. He soon learns there is no easy way.

This book has finally come back from the Editor, so this month it is going to get a second revision, a second draft for the editor, and beta readers.

And so it begins…

…

Are we no better than them?

…

At what point do you tell yourself that

• You are doing this for King and country
• The end justifies the means
• You are on the right side of justice
• Bad people get what they deserve
  

Can you truly tell yourself that doing to them what they did to you is morally justified?

I’m not sure Jack is fully across what it is he has to do in order to find out what he wants to know.

It’s fine to tell yourself it’s what they do to you when the roles are reversed, but the question had to be, is there another way?

Well, the first interview went as expected. No information told that they know nothing, they are just foot soldiers told to act on orders, not question them, and no they don’t know who the person is that sent on your mission other than the operations officer.

The fix-it men, those who are little more than thugs in cheap suits are a case in point. They dish out the violence to achieve an end or carry out an assassination when asked.

He tried to do it the easy way. He soon learns there is no easy way.

This book has finally come back from the Editor, so this month it is going to get a second revision, a second draft for the editor, and beta readers.

And so it begins…

…

Payback is a bitch

…

So much for ‘revenge is best served cold’.

I looked up the meaning of the statement and apparently, it means that the revenge is not immediately invoked, one waits until some time has elapsed to exact it.

Good perhaps, because it might be right at a time when the victim doesn’t need it.

Bad for the one handing it out, he or she has to wait, and that requires a special brand of patience.

Unfortunately for the gang, Evelyn has no patience or remorse.

It’s more like do unto others as they would do unto you.

Of course, there are questions that don’t seem to have answers and a swag of people saying that they were only doing their job.

So were, supposedly, the Gestapo in World War Two.

The rescue, however, has an upside, Jack learns just what resources his father is willing to provide.

This book has finally come back from the Editor, so this month it is going to get a second revision, a second draft for the editor, and beta readers.

And so it begins…

…

Payback is a bitch

…

So much for ‘revenge is best served cold’.

I looked up the meaning of the statement and apparently, it means that the revenge is not immediately invoked, one waits until some time has elapsed to exact it.

Good perhaps, because it might be right at a time when the victim doesn’t need it.

Bad for the one handing it out, he or she has to wait, and that requires a special brand of patience.

Unfortunately for the gang, Evelyn has no patience or remorse.

It’s more like do unto others as they would do unto you.

Of course, there are questions that don’t seem to have answers and a swag of people saying that they were only doing their job.

So were, supposedly, the Gestapo in World War Two.

The rescue, however, has an upside, Jack learns just what resources his father is willing to provide.

This book has finally come back from the Editor, so this month it is going to get a second revision, a second draft for the editor, and beta readers.

And so it begins…

…

Everyone lies

…

Of course, they do, this is espionage at it’s finest. If everyone told the truth, we wouldn’t need spies, would we?

Then, of course, there are different versions of the truth, half-truths, perhaps, little white lies, and then just the truth but so much is omitted, it’s like reading a novel without the last chapter.

Hang on, wasn’t there a series on TV about just that?

Well, no one is telling Jack all of the story, so he has to find it out for himself, with a little help from his father, and friends, but just how far can he trust any of them?

But before he can worry about that, he receives a mysterious text message from the number of the phone that he gave Evelyn. He was not expecting her to use it.

It will provide a little welcome relief from being hunted by the people who are looking for Luigi Marchesi, and or the stolen cryptocurrency. If it is indeed about that because it had implausibility written all over it.

Back to Evelyn….

She’s had a hard time of it, but rescue is imminent, and revenge, well, that’s been keeping her from that edge tortured people reach and more often than not go over.

Just remember, revenge is best served cold. And, really, I don’t know why that is so.

This book has finally come back from the Editor, so this month it is going to get a second revision, a second draft for the editor, and beta readers.

And so it begins…

…

Everyone lies

…

Of course, they do, this is espionage at it’s finest. If everyone told the truth, we wouldn’t need spies, would we?

Then, of course, there are different versions of the truth, half-truths, perhaps, little white lies, and then just the truth but so much is omitted, it’s like reading a novel without the last chapter.

Hang on, wasn’t there a series on TV about just that?

Well, no one is telling Jack all of the story, so he has to find it out for himself, with a little help from his father, and friends, but just how far can he trust any of them?

But before he can worry about that, he receives a mysterious text message from the number of the phone that he gave Evelyn. He was not expecting her to use it.

It will provide a little welcome relief from being hunted by the people who are looking for Luigi Marchesi, and or the stolen cryptocurrency. If it is indeed about that because it had implausibility written all over it.

Back to Evelyn….

She’s had a hard time of it, but rescue is imminent, and revenge, well, that’s been keeping her from that edge tortured people reach and more often than not go over.

Just remember, revenge is best served cold. And, really, I don’t know why that is so.

This book has finally come back from the Editor, so this month it is going to get a second revision, a second draft for the editor, and beta readers.

And so it begins…

…

I’m looking at the title and seeking the hidden meaning behind it.

…

The Enemy Within.

Exactly what enemy are we referring to?

The people we work with, or for?

Someone closer like a relative?

A boyfriend or a girlfriend.

What lurks in the back of our mind, where do the dark thoughts come from?

Or more tangible enemies, the people who are trying to kill you for whatever reason.

None of the above,

The enemy is someone you know, someone you would least expect, and that makes them all the more insidious and effective in destabilising you.

All you have to do is open your eyes.

This book has finally come back from the Editor, so this month it is going to get a second revision, a second draft for the editor, and beta readers.

And so it begins…

…

I’m looking at the title and seeking the hidden meaning behind it.

…

The Enemy Within.

Exactly what enemy are we referring to?

The people we work with, or for?

Someone closer like a relative?

A boyfriend or a girlfriend.

What lurks in the back of our mind, where do the dark thoughts come from?

Or more tangible enemies, the people who are trying to kill you for whatever reason.

None of the above,

The enemy is someone you know, someone you would least expect, and that makes them all the more insidious and effective in destabilising you.

All you have to do is open your eyes.

This book has finally come back from the Editor, so this month it is going to get a second revision, a second draft for the editor, and beta readers.

And so it begins…

…

Jack is in the deep end!

…

While Jack is juggling avoiding surveillance, visiting his mentor’s flat and trying to figure out his next move, the rewrite of Evelyn’s interrogation is taking shape.

She never expects it will get to the sub-basement where the real interrogations take place.

The place where the only furniture is a plastic chair over a drain and four seasons in one day happen alarmingly more often than not.

She reasons that it is conditioning.

She also has the memory of Jack having gone through an interrogation session that lasted two days and was as agonisingly painful as she was suffering.

She knows the end result is no matter what she tells them they will not believe her and it will only get worse.

Time then to start conditioning the mind to play with them.

This is from a researcher, they have no real idea why it’s going the way it is, which is nowhere, until certain drugs are employed, and she becomes a gibbering idiot.

If this is an unsanctioned interrogation, then the proverbial is about to hit the fan.

And then there’s that one other thing, what was sustaining her: the fact she was going to kill each and every one of them very, very horribly.

This book has finally come back from the Editor, so this month it is going to get a second revision, a second draft for the editor, and beta readers.

And so it begins…

…

Jack is in the deep end!

…

While Jack is juggling avoiding surveillance, visiting his mentor’s flat and trying to figure out his next move, the rewrite of Evelyn’s interrogation is taking shape.

She never expects it will get to the sub-basement where the real interrogations take place.

The place where the only furniture is a plastic chair over a drain and four seasons in one day happen alarmingly more often than not.

She reasons that it is conditioning.

She also has the memory of Jack having gone through an interrogation session that lasted two days and was as agonisingly painful as she was suffering.

She knows the end result is no matter what she tells them they will not believe her and it will only get worse.

Time then to start conditioning the mind to play with them.

This is from a researcher, they have no real idea why it’s going the way it is, which is nowhere, until certain drugs are employed, and she becomes a gibbering idiot.

If this is an unsanctioned interrogation, then the proverbial is about to hit the fan.

And then there’s that one other thing, what was sustaining her: the fact she was going to kill each and every one of them very, very horribly.