Born in the late 40’s only a few years after the second world finished with all the hardships of rationing, cold houses windows running with condensation with frost forming on the inside as well as the outside, living in one room for heat. Growing up in the 50’s with little or none of the modern comforts of today’s modern world, my brother and sister were happy well as happy as you could be.
I worked in various organizations including PO as a steward on cruise liners (I must write about that) then on the buildings picking bits of skills here and there and became a jack of all trades certainly master of none.
Then joined the police stayed for 30 years mainly as a detective Sergeant dealing with all manner of criminal cases including child abuse rape cases and murder.
Mark was traveling by coach on the long journey to meet his estranged wife, in an attempt to amicably sort out their divorce. He had met Michaela on a coach, but what Mark hadn’t known about his wife was that she could sometimes see visions when she touched an object or shook someone’s hand. Michaela’s mind’s eye would be blinded by a searing white light, and as the light gradually dissipated, she would see the vision as clear as day.
She touched Mark’s hand — then bang! The white out happened. She called it a curse; her mother called it a gift. She couldn’t tell Mark what she had seen, but he knew something was wrong. “What had she seen?” he wondered.
The occult ran in the family. Michaela’s mother was a Tarot card reader, or was she? Mark’s wife was leading a double life. On the surface, she was a high-flying city executive, reaching for the top, or was she?
The reader will be taken through the twists and turns of the secret services, including MI6, CIA, MOSSAD and the KGB, but no one is who they say they are. Intrigue and double agents abound.