Author: Kit Walker
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Call to the Post
“There is nothing funny,” Sebastian said solemnly, “about the words ‘priest hole.’”
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Charlie Foxtrot
There was just the one exit, and a severe shortage of places to hide. Sebastian only had about half an excuse formulated when Jay grabbed him by the shoulders; Sebastian’s back hit the row of lockers with a metallic rattle and thud. Instinct briefly took over, muscles tensing to fend off the attack—but Jay’s body against his was by now a familiar sensation, and the sense of threat evaporated. Especially once Jay’s mouth sealed over his.
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The Gala
As they handed their invitations over at the door, though, Jay was seized by the sudden conviction that it wouldn’t be enough; the doorman would take one look at him and know, immediately, that no version of Jay Moriarty belonged in a place like this. But he was with Moran—Eton and Oxford, son of an ambassador, former SAS officer Sebastian Moran, who could go just about anywhere he pleased. Which was exactly why Jay had asked for his help.
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New Story: “Moriarty & Moran Contribute to Community Welfare”
The Barrie Children’s Hospital is holding its annual fundraising gala, and as usual all of Britain’s brightest luminaries are invited. This year, however, there are two extra guests: former SAS operator Sebastian Moran and his criminal partner, Jay Moriarty.
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Basilisk
“Near as I can tell, about seventy-two hours ago, Basilisk went off the rails — seizing control of other systems, ignoring all user inputs. It was rewriting its own code, faster than any of Thinkt’s engineers could counter. So they panicked — tried to shut it off. Kill it. But Basilisk managed to find an outside network connection. It escaped.”
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Going Rogue
“Some of it is stupidity, but some of it’s advertising. If you’re the kind of person who thinks all publicity is good publicity, there’s no better publicity than telling everyone your product might kick off the apocalypse.”
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Blood in the Water
AlgoDV had been his latest manoeuvre to keep Hodgson from poaching all the choice bits of Wallis’ portfolio for herself. Policy-wise, it was a silver bullet: cost-cutting, forward-thinking, and it played beautifully in contrast to the press disaster brought about by Hodgson’s botched handling of children’s services. Now, though, Wallis had the horrible suspicion it was about to become an anchor round his neck.
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Passing the Buck
Their visit to the police station was short and unfruitful. According to the desk sergeant, Brandon Tyler’s release was “in accordance with standard procedure” — as was their failure to inform Julia he’d been set loose. Wherever Sebastian went, police were all more or less the same: they put most of their effort into the bits of their job that were easy, and did their best to ignore anything that happened to be difficult.
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Emergency Contact
In hindsight, he should’ve guessed Moran’s knife-work would be impeccable. The remainder of his culinary skill, however, was still a mystery. The man’s well-established poshness more or less ruled out the possibility that he’d learned as a child, and Jay had doubts that there were cooking classes on the curriculum at Sandhurst — although, admittedly, he hadn’t checked.
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Anytime You Like
Despite twelve years in the Army and an active social life, Sebastian had never seen this many cocks in one place before. That they were all made of silicone and currently in a bag was a minor detail. “Why do you have so many of these?”