NaNoWriMo – 2022 – Day 18

Let the fun begin

Today we’re dealing with problems on all fronts.

After the assassination attempt in Russia, it was up to Boris to save them from the local security services and ensure their return home.

Alisha had not fully recovered and arrived back only to be sent to the hospital.

Prendergast and David have a very loud argument over several matters, the main one that he has been associating with a high-ranking FSB officer – Boris.

It ends with David being sent to a debriefing that was tantamount to torture, conducted by the department’s two best interrogators, oddly nicknamed Boris and Natasha.

David survives and a free to go home.

Only home is no longer the place it used to be.

There’s a new security team in place, and by accident, his name was left off the list of those with access to the Featherington London residence.

A number of broken bones and dishevelled security guards later, David makes it very clear what he thinks of them, and the fact he will not be staying with Susan. He is also sad to discover the new head of her security team is both the man he saw in Monaco with Jos, the one Susan was covertly observing before he derailed their meeting up, and the same man appearing in a set of revealing photographs of the two of them together.

Susan will, in the very near future, have some explaining to do.

There’s no doubt that despite what she might have done with the other man, David takes their relationship to another level, and makes sure his rival knows his place.

And there’s equally no doubt that rival was going to be very, very dead if he was not more careful.

Words written today, 2,561, for a total of 38,173

NaNoWriMo – 2022 – Day 19

Again, why am I doing this?

That notion of conducting surveillance on his spouse seemed strange to David when he spoke out loud about it.  Of course, the face looking back at him from the mirror didn’t have a reply, but there was a wry expression.

The thing is, he would not have contemplated it if two rather interesting events had not taken place,

Firstly, the photos of her new lover turning up in his email, and that very same man was now her new head of security, and,

Secondly, he had not gotten into a scrape with several of the new security team, just trying to access his own house, or what he thought was his.

He had no doubt Susan would welcome him with open arms, and in fact, does ask him to stay, but they both knew he would probably end up killing one or all of them.

And there was the fact she didn’t know he knew about her secret affair, not that it really bothered him, just the fact it was an arrogant mercenary, and not really her type.

But there again he didn’t really know all that much about her.

What better way to find out than to observe and learn.

In the meantime, he could visit Alisha in the hospital and check on her progress.

Words written today, 3.050, for a total of 41,223

NaNoWriMo – 2022 – Day 17

A new edition of the Spanish inquisition

At what point do you stop ignoring the signs and start considering the possibility that:

  1.  Susan is no longer the woman he married, or
  2.  Susan has undergone such a transformation after the traumatising time her father put her through that she has completely changed, or
  3. The demands of running the Featherington commercial empire are such that there is no time left for David and Susan to spend time together in a meaningful way, or
  4. Susan is not his Susan, but another of the clones.

David certainly doesn’t want to believe the last option was the case.  There is enough from their current interactions to convince him that his Susan is in there somewhere, but those photographs he received in Moscow before the assassination attempt convinced him that it was possible the damage done by her father had changed her.

He never expected she would have an affair.

The thing is, did he know here all that well given the little time they had spent together?

Still reeling from the assassination attempt in Yaroslavl, and the fact it nearly cost Alisha her life, David decides it’s time to do a little investigating into the woman that is his wife.

For now.

And being on the inside, that surveillance job was going to be easy.

Except…

He just has to get past the new security detail Susan has hired.

Words written today, 1,923, for a total of 35,612

Memories of the conversations with my cat – 90

As some may be aware, but many not, Chester, my faithful writing assistant, mice catcher, and general pain in the neck, passed away some months ago.

Recently I was running a series based on his adventures, under the title of Past Conversations with my cat.

For those who have not had the chance to read about all of his exploits I will run the series again from Episode 1

These are the memories of our time together…

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This is Chester.

He’s not looking forward to being in quarantine.

Yes, he’s been keeping up with the latest developments regarding the Coronavirus, but like many, he doesn’t seem to think it will affect him.

After all, he says smugly, there hadn’t been one recorded instance of a cat getting the Coronavirus.

Of course, he’s right, but I still search for a searing reply.

That may be, but what if they’re not reporting cat infections so as not to alarm the cat population?

Aha, got him with that one.  He ponders that for a moment or two.  I decided to add fuel to the fire.

Apparently, dogs can contract the virus, but after reporting one, there hadn’t been any more.  What if they’re not telling anyone that more dogs have contracted the virus so owners and pets don’t get alarmed.

A reply quick as a flash, Dogs get everything that’s going around.  We cats are more resilient.

Until you get cat flu.  Yes, my nana’s cat got cat flu and it killed him in 2 days.  This virus is a much deadlier form of flu.

A suitable look of concern crossed his face.

Maybe I’ll stay indoors for the duration.  It’s not as if you’re going to let me roam the streets any time soon.

Maybe I will, I say.  Perhaps it is time I started letting you out from time to time.

A shake of the head.

We’ll revisit this when the crisis has passed, he says getting up and walking off, tail flicking in annoyance.

One to me, none to him.  Yes!!!

NaNoWriMo – 2022 – Day 18

Let the fun begin

Today we’re dealing with problems on all fronts.

After the assassination attempt in Russia, it was up to Boris to save them from the local security services and ensure their return home.

Alisha had not fully recovered and arrived back only to be sent to the hospital.

Prendergast and David have a very loud argument over several matters, the main one that he has been associating with a high-ranking FSB officer – Boris.

It ends with David being sent to a debriefing that was tantamount to torture, conducted by the department’s two best interrogators, oddly nicknamed Boris and Natasha.

David survives and a free to go home.

Only home is no longer the place it used to be.

There’s a new security team in place, and by accident, his name was left off the list of those with access to the Featherington London residence.

A number of broken bones and dishevelled security guards later, David makes it very clear what he thinks of them, and the fact he will not be staying with Susan. He is also sad to discover the new head of her security team is both the man he saw in Monaco with Jos, the one Susan was covertly observing before he derailed their meeting up, and the same man appearing in a set of revealing photographs of the two of them together.

Susan will, in the very near future, have some explaining to do.

There’s no doubt that despite what she might have done with the other man, David takes their relationship to another level, and makes sure his rival knows his place.

And there’s equally no doubt that rival was going to be very, very dead if he was not more careful.

Words written today, 2,561, for a total of 38,173

NaNoWriMo – 2022 – Day 16

Third time’s the charm

There are three things going on here, well, that’s going on in Yaroslavl.

The first is that David’s old handler is losing it over the fact he had upped and gone to Moscow, Russia.  Old handlers always suspect their charges that go to Russia are looking to defect.  That isn’t David’s intention, but he knows Prendergast is never going to see reason.

The fact he sent one of his minders along, presumably to drag him back home is reason to suspect a major breakout of paranoia.

The second was a visit to the palace ruins, but it was going to take someone with more imagination than he had to see what the attraction is.  Whatever had been there, in that peaceful, tranquil spot must have had an air of magnificence about it.

Of course, Susan turns up, and they have words, and things might have gone smoother if it had not been for Prendergast’s minder.

Enough said, for the moment.

Back at the hotel, having missed the flight back with Susan, David gets to relive some of those lingering thoughts of Alisha, though he doesn’t act on them.

The third event, it was nearly a case of third-time lucky as the assassination attempt was almost successful.

Sadly, Alicia is nearly killed, and they need Boris to rescue them.

Two spies, a major injury and a dead body in a hotel room spell trouble in any country, but more so in Russia.

Could things get any more complicated?

Words written today, 2,125, for a total of 33,689

Memories of the conversations with my cat – 89

As some may be aware, but many not, Chester, my faithful writing assistant, mice catcher, and general pain in the neck, passed away some months ago.

Recently I was running a series based on his adventures, under the title of Past Conversations with my cat.

For those who have not had the chance to read about all of his exploits I will run the series again from Episode 1

These are the memories of our time together…

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This is Chester.  We have been discussing the possibility of being stuck in the house for anything from 14 days to 10 months.

Yes, the Coronavirus is finally arriving in Australia, and though it is slow to catch on, we are being warned that it could get a lot worse, very quickly.

Chester has suggested we barricade the doors and windows.

Alas, I tell him, this is not the same as the American cowboys fending off an Indian attack.  No circling the wagons, and definitely no John Wayne to ride in and save the day.

Too many westerns on Fox.  I keep forgetting Chester has mastered the art of turning the TV on and changing channels on the Foxtel remote.

I also tell him that the virus is not only airborne, spread by those who cough or sneeze, but also by touch, like shaking hands, and hugging.

At that, Chester takes a good three, four steps back away from me.  So, he challenges me, what are the options.

Well, firstly cats may not get the virus.  Only one dog, as far as I know, had got it.  You, I tell him, do not need to worry.

As for the humans, well, we are in trouble if it comes.

We will be staying in, in some sort of forced quarantine, trying to avoid the rest of the world until it goes away,

So, he says, that means you have enough cat food and litter, the proper one?

I shake my head like he does when he’s annoyed.

Well, if it happens, I’m sure we’ll find out.  Besides, I add, you need to lose a kilo or two.

NaNoWriMo – 2022 – Day 17

A new edition of the Spanish inquisition

At what point do you stop ignoring the signs and start considering the possibility that:

  1.  Susan is no longer the woman he married, or
  2.  Susan has undergone such a transformation after the traumatising time her father put her through that she has completely changed, or
  3. The demands of running the Featherington commercial empire are such that there is no time left for David and Susan to spend time together in a meaningful way, or
  4. Susan is not his Susan, but another of the clones.

David certainly doesn’t want to believe the last option was the case.  There is enough from their current interactions to convince him that his Susan is in there somewhere, but those photographs he received in Moscow before the assassination attempt convinced him that it was possible the damage done by her father had changed her.

He never expected she would have an affair.

The thing is, did he know here all that well given the little time they had spent together?

Still reeling from the assassination attempt in Yaroslavl, and the fact it nearly cost Alisha her life, David decides it’s time to do a little investigating into the woman that is his wife.

For now.

And being on the inside, that surveillance job was going to be easy.

Except…

He just has to get past the new security detail Susan has hired.

Words written today, 1,923, for a total of 35,612

Searching for locations: Windsor Castle, London, England

A fine day, on this trip a rarity, we decided to take the train to Windsor and see the castle.

This is a real castle, and still in one piece, unlike a lot of castles.

Were we hoping to see the Queen, no, it was highly unlikely.

But there were a lot of planes flying overhead into Heathrow.  The wind must have been blowing the wrong day, and I’m sure, with one passing over every few minutes, it must annoy the Queen if she was looking for peace and quiet.

Good thing then, when it was built, it was an ideal spot, and not under the landing path.  I guess it was hard to predict what would happen 500 years in the future!

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I’m not sure if this was the front gate or back gate, but I was wary of any stray arrows coming out of those slits either side of the entrance.

You just never know!

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An excellent lawn for croquet.  This, I think, is the doorway, on the left, where dignitaries arrive by car.  The private apartments are across the back.

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The visitor’s apartments.  Not sure who that is on the horse.

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St George’s Chapel.  It’s a magnificent church for a private castle.  It’s been very busy the last few months with Royal weddings.

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The Round Tower, or the Keep.  It is the castle’s centerpiece.  Below it is the gardens.

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Those stairs are not for the faint-hearted, nor the Queen I suspect.  But I think quite a few royal children and their friends have been up and down them a few times.

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And well worth the effort to reach the bottom.

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Any faces peering out through the windows?

NaNoWriMo – 2022 – Day 15

Three stations

After seeing a film called Gorky Park with a Russian detective named Arcady, I read a few more in the series that feature him, and one of those had a reference to three stations.

These three stations are the Leningrad station, the Kazansky station, and the Yaroslavl station.

The latter was the one that interested me the most.

The story has Susan having a Russian father, a KGB agent who had an affair with her mother, and a man who had roots in the imperial past, from a rich family pre-1917 revolution, who lost everything after the revolution.

I needed a place for the ruined palace, and that was Yaroslavl.  It is tucked away off the main road on the banks of the Volga River, and according to legend, was once visited several times by the Tzar himself.

Legend also has it it was given to the family by Catherine the Great for services rendered.

Anyway, David gets himself to Moscow, does his version of the Cook’s tour, thanks to an obliging taxi driver, and then to the station to catch the train.  Why not drive?  Well, that’s an interesting question.

But ensconced in his hotel making plans for the next day to visit the ruins, an unexpected visitor lands on his doorstep.

Words written today, 1,907, for a total of 31,564