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Harold Cruickshank walked into his Ottawa office at a quarter to six in the morning. A widower, he spent more time at work than he did anywhere else. Though, work for him didn’t always mean being in the office, today it did. The sixty-two year old dropped his Hartmann Legend briefcase onto his desk and [...]

Rupert tried unsuccessfully to sit still in his high back leather executive chair. He’d been waiting for what seemed an eternity. His red rimmed eyes darted from the door to the clock on the wall and back in a nervous dance that had occupied him for the better part of the past thrity minutes. Two [...]

“November One-Niner-Seven-Six Zulu, you are in restricted airspace. Change course immediately or you will be fired upon,” the disembodied voice said over the radio. Howard looked over his right shoulder out of the cockpit window and sure enough there was an F-16 falcon flying formation just a few feet off of his right wing. Turning [...]

As some of you may be aware, I aspire to eventually write a novel. So in an effort to exercise my authoring abilities I’ve decided to write (very) short stories from time to time and post them here. This of course will allow me to practice while hopefully garnering constructive criticism.
For those who are about [...]