Contract Stories

M's is a pretty, detached house, tucked away behind a high hedge in a tree-lined street.I ring the bell precisely at the agreed time. I've timed the walk well from the side street where I parked and waited, watching the hand creep round on my watch, determined not to arrive early as I was determined not to be late. As I check my watch, I'm pleased with myself, despite the anxiety that clamours within me.She greets me at t...

"Did you hear that, mate?” Vera looked quizzically around the room, and I subtly turned up the lounge music I had playing on my surround system.“Eh? No, I didn’t hear anything,” I responded, leaning back in my desk chair. She sat across from me, an already petite girl dwarfed by the size of my study. The wide span of the white desk I sat behind did not make her look any larger. Her eyes glanced around distractedly a few m...