I am currently editing book 2 'The Science of Magic'. Due out 6-Apr-2015.
Here is a short extract:

We had a pleasant evening at the Otter. There was no pressure to do anything but knowing Merlin had to leave at 10pm just took the edge off it for me. What should have been a sexy, flirty, amorous and downright dirty evening drifted into small talk, fragility and tact; in all, a dull anti-climax. When Merlin left, Marie-Claire and Melanie went back to the ‘Red Doe’; Fleur and Fey went to the ‘Grey Deer’. I went to the Star. I was looking for George. I needed some vigorous exercise. Where was George? Perhaps I should have gone with Merlin? I found George in the security room.
“Miss Smith. Is there something I can do for you? I get off in 30 minutes.”
“Yes George, as soon as you can.”
I saw Ghost on the loading bay by the kitchen. ‘Ghost can you hear me?’
‘Yes Samantha.’
‘I have a vacancy for a babysitter starting no later than tomorrow night.’
‘I will bring you 3 candidates in the morning. Is 10am ok?’
I was impressed with telepathy; but I had to be careful, as you never knew who might pick up the ‘first hello’. If I knew the correct frequency then a private conversation was assured. There was so much you didn’t have to ask. I knew straight away that Ghost was on RCP duty. He was the professional soldier. He was in good health and a very contented cat.