Blackpool was for tourists, that was obvious from the invasion of people, anything in between pissed up Geordies to loud mouth Londoners. And they all liked to cause trouble. It was not a place Peter liked to be but business always seemed to bring him here. He hadn't left since he ducked in to check on Ripley and play on the machines. He still had ( Read more... )

They were meant to be tracking men who sold illegal copies and material that was being taken into the docking bay of Blackpool. Of course meant was a loose term they weren't exactly 'actively seeking'. Peter had been in the car with his DCI and DS for a while now, none of them really watching the shipments. Peter was eating his lunch and telling ( Read more... )

Peter was meant to be filling in for a DI that had to take some time off because of a bullet shot wound, which was always reassuring to hear about, for about month and some extra pay. It sounded perfect. Of course he was meant to be filling in but as of present, he was one hour late after taking the wrong train, having to walk all the way to the ( Read more... )