Ashwin

“Alexander took the bottle and poured himself a third glass. Milton hoped that he or Izzy might take the bottle back to the kitchen, where he couldn’t see it, but he left it on the table. Alexander looked at Milton. “What did you say you were doing in town?” “I didn’t. Business.” “What business is that?”
― Mark Dawson, Salvation Row

“Attorney Max Vidallen was in court, finishing up his grueling lawsuit against Sarah Chance. The case had been ugly and ruthless. This was the final day of the court battle. The jury and courtroom crowd watched as Sarah was traumatized by Vidallen’s relentless attacks upon every detail of her private life and career.”
― Mark Nolan, Dead Lawyers Don't Lie

“Jon! Jon! Please come and get me! Jon! Jon!” He tried to move, but he was paralyzed. He willed himself to move. But he was frozen. All of a sudden, an ominous thunderous roar, and the tiny figure was swallowed in a cloud of dust and ash as the building descended at speed, the smell of burning fuel thick in the air, the screaming unrelenting.”
― J.B. Turner, Hard Road

“Unfortunately for Peter McCluskey, the security services had discovered proof that corroborated the suspicion that he had not eschewed his old comrades-in-arms at all. Indeed, he had become even more virulent in his hatred of the British, had turned his back on Sinn Féin, and cast in his lot with the Real IRA, the off-shoot organisation that denounced the Good Friday Agreement and vowed to continue the war. McCluskey had continued to raise money so that they could buy their bullets and their bombs, and Maguire was here to collect that bounty.”
― Mark Dawson, Salvation Row