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What Did You Do?

“You expect me to believe that your husband was a prolific paedophile and you knew nothing about it?”

OLIVIA PLATT sobbed. If she had known about it she would have done something sooner.

Margaret was the name of the LAW MAKERS clerk. She had a silver pin with the three pillared building surrounded by the reef that was the symbol of the Law Makers on the lapel of her black blazer. There were no jewels on her long neck, no diamond studs in her ears. She didn’t have any glitter about her except that pin.

“I didn’t,” cried Olivia. “I swear I didn’t.”

Click. Click. Click. Margaret typed away on her computer. Olivia could only see the back of the monitor. Margaret gave a severe look at her screen. Then she reached out with skeletal thin fingers, clasped the monitor and turned it further towards her.

“Those poor little girls,” Olivia continued. She tried to show she wasn’t a bad person. “I just want to do what I can to help them,” she stated.

Margaret rested her rake like hands away from the keys.

“Easing a guilty conscience? Did you take part in your husbands tastes?”

Olivia shrieked. “Of course not! I’d never have hurt those girls.”

“No? But you would let your husband though,” sneered Margaret.

She was just a clerk tasked with getting the details from Olivia. She was not an investigator. Still Olivia felt the need to explain herself.

“If I had known what was going on I would have said something. I would have gone to the police.”

“Those girls – already troubled – were in your care as a City Social Worker and you failed them.”

Olivia sniffed. She had come to the COURT OFFICES to ease her conscience she supposed. She wanted to do what she could to make up for what had gone on under her nose.

Margaret narrowed her gaze. “At this stage we are only interested in one girl. Does the name TABITHA mean anything to you? Does it ring any bells?”

“Yes,” Olivia answered.

“But of course you would remember that girl. You filed a State Support Claim on her behalf. In exchange for your help she ran away with your husband.”

DENNIS’ note said that he had to leave,” Olivia explained.

Margaret’s lips tightened into a venomous spout of disgust. “Yes and now we know why, isn’t that right?”

“I didn’t know,” Olivia said again in protest.

Margaret returned to the computer. “I’m booking you an interview with one of our Child Services Committee officers,” she said tap tap tapping on the keys. “We’re only interested in one girl. We need to know everything you do about Tabitha.”

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Order in the Court

When a letter opens with ‘FROM THE DESK OF JUDGE KARYN DOYLE you just know things are about get tough. There have many been brought before her bench and every last one of them were repentant.

An ever looming presence throughout KNOCK KNOCK volume 1 the ominous judge will be presiding over Volume 2.

ALL RISE. Order in the court.

Trouble is brewing for the BARONESS of the KNOCK KNOCK club.

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The KNOCK KNOCK BOSS LADY has a lot of fight in her.

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The JUDGE has said her final piece.

Click HERE to accept your summons.

An ominous presence throughout VOLUME 1 of the hit graphic novel series. How many references can you spot?

Volume 1 of the hit graphic novel series is free to read HERE on Vivika Widow Online or you can download for kindle by clicking HERE.

KNOCK, KNOCK: Episode 1: Welcome to the Club

Knock, Knock: Episode 2: Don’t Come Knockin’

Knock, Knock: Episode 3: Sleep Tight Sam

Knock, Knock: Episode 4: Take A Bow

Knock, Knock: Episode 5: A Room With A View

Knock, Knock: Episode 6: Picking Up Strange Women

Knock, Knock: Episode 7: No Kids Allowed

Knock, Knock: Episode 8: Kids These Days

Knock, Knock: Episode 9: Shootin’ The Breeze

Knock, Knock: Episode 10: Calling Last Orders

You’ve Been Served (Part 2)

Innocent? No one is truly innocent.

What we have is a society that forces offenders beneath the surface. It is now time to dig them out by the roots and destroy the weeds so that a better society can grow over the top.

No one in this city will take my law into their own hands. No one will grant themselves the power over life and death. It is for the LAW MAKERS of this city to stem the flow of corruption and hold those who break the rules accountable, no one else.

We will shut down corporations and lay waste to lawless areas for that is what it means to be a LAW MAKER.

As the hammer of justice crashes down its thunder will resonate across the entire reach of the Shady City. Many will fear the vibrations but if fear is what it takes then fear it shall be. Where fear fails there is force. They will be pushed back into the holes in which they dwell and fire will be set to the cesspits of villainy.

The mayor of the city is still missing. The hot seat is still open but make no mistake, my law is still my law and no one is above it.

A little TROUBLE in the Shanties is bringing down the wrath of the LAW MAKERS.


Volume 2 of the hit graphic novel series will give you your day before the bench of JUDGE DOYLE.

Volume 1 of the hit graphic novel series is free to read HERE on Vivika Widow Online or you can download for kindle by clicking HERE.

KNOCK, KNOCK: Episode 1: Welcome to the Club

Knock, Knock: Episode 2: Don’t Come Knockin’

Knock, Knock: Episode 3: Sleep Tight Sam

Knock, Knock: Episode 4: Take A Bow

Knock, Knock: Episode 5: A Room With A View

Knock, Knock: Episode 6: Picking Up Strange Women

Knock, Knock: Episode 7: No Kids Allowed

Knock, Knock: Episode 8: Kids These Days

Knock, Knock: Episode 9: Shootin’ The Breeze

Knock, Knock: Episode 10: Calling Last Orders

Chasing the Story

They chased stories from small time crooks to large scale corruption.

The people of the city could rely on their integrity and could rest assured they were being delivered the truth but that’s when it happened. A second financial crisis struck much worse than the first.

Whilst those in high places played a dangerous game of finger pointing and trying to cover their own asses those on the ground became fodder. Job cuts, budget cuts, the city turned against each other in desperation. The north prospered more and the south suffered.

Then there came stories about the mayor. Rumours of sleaze, embezzlement and shady deals at city hall became rife but the newspapers fell silent. The COLDFORD DAILY wouldn’t print any article that attacked the mayor. The hungry reporters fighting each other for scraps of story could think of their own families the had to feel and homes they had to keep.

The mayor went missing.

At the request of the mayor’s wife the Coldford Daily was the only news let allowed to search deeper into what happened. SAM CRUSOW was given the story. That story led him to the Knock Knock Club and the events that unfolded changed his life forever.

Volume 1 is free to read on Vivika Widow Online or download for Kindle by clicking HERE.

KNOCK, KNOCK: Episode 1: Welcome to the Club

Knock, Knock: Episode 2: Don’t Come Knockin’

Knock, Knock: Episode 3: Sleep Tight Sam

Knock, Knock: Episode 4: Take A Bow

Knock, Knock: Episode 5: A Room With A View

Knock, Knock: Episode 6: Picking Up Strange Women

Knock, Knock: Episode 7: No Kids Allowed

Knock, Knock: Episode 8: Kids These Days

Knock, Knock: Episode 9: Shootin’ The Breeze

Knock, Knock: Episode 10: Calling Last Orders


“Rat boy!”

REGGIE pulled open the box excitedly. It was the thirteenth birthday the triplets had celebrated at their Penthouse apartment in City Main. Born and raised there they knew no other place as home. The triplets were always given their gifts in order of age. First was MARCUS. That year he had been given a painting by an artist named Favon. He or perhaps she was from Luen but not much else was known about them. Marcus had taken an immediate shine to the work when the agents brought it into the AUCTION HOUSE. Seeing the joy in his son’s face the father – Reginald – had acquired it for himself, compensating the agents and the artist handsomely.

Marcus was already making plans for the appropriate place to hang the piece – which showed a sun lit scape with an ominous fleet of boats approaching a peer – when SIMON – the second born triplet – was given his gift. He was delighted with a set of boxing gloves along with a new punch bag. Simon had a lot of frustration their parents observed. It was good for him to have a hobby that could put his anger to good use. The warehouse would be a great place for Simon to train when he wasn’t at the gym.

Finally came the baby of the group. As Reggie opened the box a black nose with long whiskers peeked out. Reggie laughed with joy and pulled a fully grown, black rat out by the scruff of it’s neck.

“Oh God,” the boys’ mother, Rita cried in dismay. She had an aversion to rodents. “Keep that away from me.”

Still holding it by the scruff of the neck Reggie looked into it’s beetle black eyes with a smile. It’s nose twitched at him. He turned to Marcus sat on the floor by the fire just to the left of him.

“What do you think?” He asked, seeking his brother’s approval. He dropped the rat into his lap.

Marcus lifted the creature into his hands and examined it. He adjusted his spectacles on his nose to assure he was getting the best view possible. His lip curled.

“Rodents carry disease you know,” he said. He threw the rat back to Reggie.

As Reggie caught it the rat squeaked. He turned to Simon. He lifted the rat so it was facing his brother, squeezing it’s body so that it squeaked at him. “What do you think Si?”

“You’re a fucking freak,” was Simon’s reply. He gave a sardonic a smile.

“I’m going to plant him in your bed so he can crawl up your arse,” Reggie teased.

“Please boys,” Rita interrupted them. As she passed by Reggie she tousled his thick blonde hair, in desperate need of a comb. “My baby is just interested in nature, aren’t you baby?”

“Sure am mother,” Reggie agreed turning the rat back to face him again.

“So what are you going to call that thing?” Simon asked as he slipped from the wine coloured arm chair onto the floor beside his brothers so he could get a closer look.

Reggie shook his head. “You don’t give them names. You grow too attached then.”

Reginald and Rita watched the triplets.

“A rat? You brought him a rat?” She asked her husband.

Reginald shrugged his shoulders. His mind was still occupied with work and the party that the triplets would be having at the auction house later that night. More gifts and well wishes from the auction house staff and benefactors.

“It’s what he asked for,” he reminded her.

She shivered, watching Reggie let the rat crawl along his arm from his hand to his shoulder, it’s worm like tail wrapping around him.


ALBANS school was an exclusive, privately taught facility in the city was where the triplets attended. It wasn’t quite the breeding ground of success that the PETTIWICK school in Filton was but it had produced mayors, business owners and some of COLDFORD CITY’S most prestigious names such as the HARVESTER brand.

The school provided boarding facilities which Rita would never have the triplets use. They were dropped off each morning if not by their parents then by a driver. Marcus was the one to lead them inside. The boys and girls were taught in separate areas and it wasn’t until recess time they could mix in the central courtyard.

That morning, Jill Danver saw Reggie stood by himself. His black back pack was hanging over one shoulder, his attention focused on a hand held electronic video game called Yeager Falls that was popular at the time. He was normally never too far from his brothers so she saw the opportunity an approached him.

“Happy birthday,” she said.

It was now the day after his birthday but the sentiment was appreciated all the same. He switched off the game and looked up at her. She was a skinny thing, a couple of years older than him. She had long brown hair which hung in straw like strands. Her teeth seemed too large for her mouth and her nose a little too small for her face. She had something of a rodent like quality Reggie noted. She lifted the grey pleated skirt of the Albans uniform, flashing lacy pink panties underneath.

“Want a little birthday present?” She teased suggestively.

Reggie raised his eyebrows. He had read how rats, attached to electrodes that stimulated an orgasm, would continuously push the button. They would forget their young, forget food and water, they would forget all else until they died. Humans weren’t much different, Reggie surmised as she took his arm and started to tug him towards the gym hall, a square grey building that stood alone from the rest of the school. It was known as the place to go for amorous students.

Reggie pulled back. “Wait,” he said. “There’s something I want to show you first.”

“Really?” She was intrigued. She had already seen Reggie’s penis. It was a little crooked from what she could tell but she didn’t have many others to compare it too.

Reggie swung his back pack gingerly round to his front. It was open slightly. He pulled open the zip and reached inside. When he pulled out the black rat she cried out.

“Don’t you like him?” Reggie mocked. “At least I think it’s a him,” he said turning the rat over and inspecting its genitals.

Jill gasped. “That’s disgusting. You shouldn’t have that here. You are disgusting!” She was starting to become hysterical as Reggie held it out to her. “You’ll have that damn thing taken off you. You are such a creep.”

Reggie grinned. “If you say anything to anyone I’m going to give you the mother fucking plague,” he cheered.

Jill tried to step away from him but he lunged forward and pulled up her skirt. First she felt rat’s tiny claws on her legs. She shrieked again. Her terror caused the rat some anxiety so it did the only thing it could do and sunk it’s teeth into her thigh. Now Jill’s cries became that of pain. She managed to pull away and shoved Reggie as she ran off to the girls’ bathroom.

Reggie learned that day that a rat’s sharp incisors could tear human flesh quite easily.

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Character Profile: Simon ‘Punchline’ Penn

“In the blue corner, weighing one hundred and fifty five pounds … Simon … Punchline … Penn!”

Name: Simon Penn

Age: 24

Occupation: Boxer


Simon always has game face.

The crowd goes wild whenever the middle PENN TRIPLET steps into the ring. A champion boxer, Simon is passionate about keeping in the best shape he can be. But don’t let that fool you, he also has great head for numbers and is the accounts keeper for the AUCTION HOUSE. Whilst big brother MARCUS takes the lead, Simon has been known to get into altercations with his little brother REGGIE. Even as boys none of them would question the eldest triplet. Reggie on the other hand teased, badgered and hit Simon until he would react. They were as close as any two who shared a face could be but they did play rough.

Simon discusses plans with his triplet brothers.

As young scoundrels growing up in City Main, their mother Rita had to rush her darling baby to Coldford General after Simon beat Reggie so badly he was knocked out cold. Father, REGINALD, felt it good for the boys to be prepared for the violence around them but Rita couldn’t bear to see any of them hurt.

They would always be working closely with each other so to channel Simon’s strength and frustrations he was turned to boxing. Starting in the small ‘Junior City Boxing Club’ in the upper West Simon quickly showed promise and before long was bringing home all kinds of trophies and medals.

Outside of the Auction House Simon takes to the ring. Most of his training is carried out at the Punchline Gym in City Main. But don’t worry there are others at many convenient locations around the city if you fancy taking your chances.

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Things to expect from Knock Knock volume 2 (spoiler alert)

Warning: there are some spoilers here for Volume 1 so if you haven’t read it yet, where ya been? Hit the abandon blog link below!



Volume 1 left some plot threads dangling. Some, if not all of those, will be picked up in Volume 2.

Commonly asked questions by readers are:

What really happened to Theresa?

Reporter, SAM, was told to stay away from the KNOCK KNOCK but he just wouldn’t listen. In EPISODE 3: SLEEP TIGHT SAM he awakes after a visit to the club to find something terrible has happened to his wife.

Some argue that it was to scare Sam away from pursuing a story on Knock Knock but if they wanted to silence him they would have …

What happened to Tabitha’s parents?

In EPISODE 7: NO KIDS ALLOWED we meet Ma, Pa and Tabitha’s nanny in a flashback. What happens from there, well we’ll just let you go back and see for yourself. Anyway, after their brief appearance there was no more said of them. Could Volume 2 pick up on this?

Why was the Knock Knock Club burned down?

In EPISODE 8: KIDS THESE DAYS Tabitha travels to the club in search of her AUNT TAWNY. She finds the Knock Knock Club burned out and no one around. Surely Volume 2 will pick up on what happened?

Who was the girl that Dennis tried to get help from?

You mean our cute little Chloe? Well if you haven’t read NO TOYS IN THE ATTIC, now may be the time to do so.



We have an few new faces joining the fray, including dishy head of MACK AND SONS, PADDY. We also have team LAWMAKERS which includes head of the powerful Owen family, CHICK as well as his son BUDDY who readers have already met in the WHAT’S THE RUSH mini series. (Yeah we know, what a prick, right?) We’ll also meet new candidate for mayor, MICKY DOYLE.


We are pleased to say fan favourite Olivia Platt, wife of club manager DENNIS, will be returning. After disappearing quite abruptly with her son her story wasn’t quite over. Olivia still has her part to play.


Okay, so you’ve already met MARCUS but Volume 2 will introduce the other two. REGGIE (right) some readers will remember from MUSE. He was a fan of DAVID FINN’S work.

We’re not counting them as new characters because they are identical. This will also mean the function of the AUCTION HOUSE will be revealed. Yes they auction art and antiques but c’mon this is the SHADY CITY, there’s more to it than that surely …


Pretty God Damned creative we can tell you. If you thought the BOSS LADY‘s antics in the opener of EPISODE 1: WELCOME TO THE CLUB were a big old WTF secure your socks. They are still looking for the mayor. We guess he’s somewhere errrm creative.


We mentioned the Law Makers before but we couldn’t leave without special mention to the JUDGE herself and that wound across her left eye.

Show order because court is now in session. Judge Doyle presiding.

Well, there you have it folks. That’s what we know of Volume 2 so far and we’re going to leave it there for now otherwise the producers will cause this computer to self destruct if any more is given away.

What do you think? What are you excited to see in Volume 2? What did you enjoy the most about volume 1? Comment and let us know.

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KNOCK, KNOCK: Episode 1: Welcome to the Club

Knock, Knock: Episode 2: Don’t Come Knockin’

Knock, Knock: Episode 3: Sleep Tight Sam

Knock, Knock: Episode 4: Take A Bow

Knock, Knock: Episode 5: A Room With A View

Knock, Knock: Episode 6: Picking Up Strange Women

Knock, Knock: Episode 7: No Kids Allowed

Knock, Knock: Episode 8: Kids These Days

Knock, Knock: Episode 9: Shootin’ The Breeze

Knock, Knock: Episode 10: Calling Last Orders

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The Harvesters

Featuring in: Muse and the Knock, Knock graphic novel series.

If the finest meat and dairy in the Shady City is what you are after then look no further than the Harvester logo. Family run for generations the Harvester Farm has blossomed into a large franchise thanks to Dr G Winslow. Dr Winslow is a highly respected member of Coldford society and thanks to his efforts you can enjoy a harvester burger at one of many convenient locations around the city.

But as grand as they have become the family feel is still at the heart of the Harvester brand and none feel more like family than the dutiful farm hands, led by Glenn.

But with all things in the Shady City the Harvesters have their part to play in brewing tensions. Growing such a brand requires money and someone has to pick up the bill somewhere. The Harvesters are branching out to new pursuits.

There will always be a true Harvester at the Harvester Farm and since the old Harvester is Ill that duty falls to his only daughter Julia. Julia finds herself under the gaze of a struggling artist. She can inspire him to greatness and in him she can find the opportunity her family legacy needs to break free from the tyranny that holds them.


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Amber was thrilled. She had never been anywhere quite like the Knock, Knock club before. She was only seventeen so when the doorman stepped aside to allow her in she was exhilarated.

An invitation had come through the post. Her father was Mayor of the city so he was invited to all sorts of places. She brought the handsome Kevin with her. He was ten years her senior and she was sure Lacey – her elder sister – certainly wouldn’t approve. Lacey wouldn’t be caught dead in a place like the KNOCK KNOCK CLUB. She had aspirations of taking their father’s office one day. Being seen in the Knock, Knock club and with the characters that frequented wouldn’t fit Lacey’s picture. Amber was more daring though. She fell in love with the club instantly. Even with the smell of stale beer and sticky floors. The neon flashing lights and empty stage excited her.

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“You folks are looking a little lost.”

Amber felt a long arm slip around her shoulders. The sleeve of the man’s well tailored suit brushed against her.

“We’re new,” Amber said lowering her head so the man wouldn’t notice how young she was. She and Kevin were led to a table for two close to the stage.

“Since you’re first timers you can have be best seat in the house.”

Kevin seated himself first. The club manager pulled Amber’s chair out for her, swinging it slightly so she could have a better view of the stage.

“My name is DENNIS,” he announced. “I’ll send someone to take care of you but if you need anything give me a shout.” He said this directly to Amber.

Amber smiled, forgetting her caution under the lower lights. Dennis held her gaze. The manager role slipped momentarily and a brief flash of concern showed. Dennis was older than Kevin but much better looking.

“Times must be tough in this city if this dump is the place to bring a pretty girl,” Dennis jested.

Amber giggled. Kevin was not amused.

“Enjoy the show.”

The lights dimmed further. An in house band called the Knock, Knockers gathered at their instruments.

A woman walked onto stage. The chatter quietened.

“Good evening,” the woman introduced. She walked across the stage with all the ease she would have in her own home. “I see a lot of familiar faces out there,” she continued in a husky voice. “You would think you would be sick of our lousy food by now but we love having you,”

The audience reacted in good cheer.

“You didn’t come to listen to me spill my guts so let’s get started.”

She moved back from the edge of the stage in dance steps. The music fired up. The ground began to vibrate. The performer erupted into song.

A scantily clad serving girl brought them a watered down whiskey each and some meat and gravy. It wasn’t much but since the financial recession had hit the Shady City it was better than most people had that night. Kevin moved his meat around his plate with a disapproving sneer.

Amber was too busy watching the performance to eat. She was too busy enjoying herself to consider that her father – the mayor – had been responsible for the desperation so many people found themselves in. It was fine for Amber to enjoy the Knock, Knock when afterwords she could return to the large house she lived in in the Upper West. So many of the city didn’t have homes to go to.

When the performance finally ended the band changed their music to something a little more down key. The lights brightened, informing the patrons that it was time to leave. The performer came from backstage to mingle. She was wearing the same red dress. Her hair hung loosely around her pretty face. She stood at the bar with Dennis holding a gin and tonic, poured in a square glass. Kevin was impatient to leave but Amber wanted to meet the woman.

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Her back was turned. She was in deep conversation with Dennis when Amber approached shyly. The manager notified her of Amber’s presence with a flick of his head. The performer turned. She greeted Amber with a grin. There was a large gap between her front teeth that offered her a girlish quality.

“It was my first time here,” Amber said. Under the woman’s gaze she found herself quite nervous. “I really enjoyed your performance.”

“Thank you,” replied the performer sounding a little exasperated. She turned to Dennis. “Who is this?”

“I would love to be just like you,” Amber blurted with childish awe, snatching her hand.

TABITHA laughed. Dennis remained stoic.

“Oh honey, there will only ever be one of me.” She pulled Amber closer to her. “Amber Feltz, right?” The Mayor’s youngest daughter?”

Amber tried to pull away but Tabitha kept a tight grip on her arm.

“I should go,” Amber tried pulling away again.

The club was clearing quickly and none of the patrons seemed to notice she was being held.

“So soon?” Tabitha asked. Her crimson nails started to dig into Amber’s flesh. “Join me for a drink won’t you?”

Amber was pushed onto a bar stool. Tabitha stared at her closely.

“It’ll have to be water for you though. You are too young for the hard liquor from what I read.”

Amber sobbed. Tabitha’s grin widened.

“Don’t worry.” Tabitha put her hand to her mouth as though speaking secretly. “Who am I to judge?” She turned to Dennis. “You like them young, don’t you?”

Dennis shook his head.

“I have to go,” Amber said. “Kevin is waiting.”

It wasn’t until then the mayor’s daughter realised Kevin had gone for their coats quite some time ago and hadn’t returned.

The door man closed the door on the last of the customers and left without a word. The club was now empty but for the manager, the performer and the mayor’s daughter.

“Please! I have to go,” Amber pleaded once more.

These were the situations she had been warned of. These people were the reason Lacey would never come to places like the Knock, Knock club.

“People will be looking for me.”

Tabitha leaned in close to her.

“Honey,” she said. “If you expect anyone to give a rat’s ass where you are right now you have come to the wrong club.


Amber was taken to a small room away from the club’s main floor. There were no windows in it and the lamp gave an irritatingly yellow glow. There was a plate on the table covered with a white handkerchief.

“What would your father say if we didn’t give you our best hopsitality?” asked Tabitiha.

Amber felt hands on her shoulders. Her gaze was focused on the covered plate. She was pushed down onto a small wooden chair. Tabitha pulled the handkerchief away. On the plate, basted in blood was Kevin’s hand. She recognised it instantly. Her stomach lurched.

“Take a bite,” Tabitha urged with a wicked laugh. “The food here is lousy but we do our best.”

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Amber could try to run but she would feel silly for doing so. She was a silly teenager. A silly girl indeed. Suddenly the club that was so fascinating at first was Hell on earth, with its echo and it’s filthy, empty hall.


“She was missing for three weeks!” SAM CRUSOW gasped. He held a pad of yellow paper on his lap with a pen poised over it. “The police never said anything. When the mayor disappeared did noone thing to say, ‘Oh and his daughter has been gone a few weeks too.”

Eric Waddle, editor of the Coldford Daily crossed his arms over his chest. He glared at his best reporter.

“I’m warning you Sammy.” he said. “None of these details will be printed in my paper. If I see them elsewhere I will hold you responsible.”

Sam nodded hesitantly. He hated when his boss called him Sammy.

Eric went on. “I only tell you this because I’m a friend of the family and I want you to tread carefully. Mrs Feltz is speaking to no one else.

“How am I to cover the story when I can’t publish all the facts. How could no one care about a seventeen year old girl missing?

Eric ignored his first comment. “Amber always was an impulsive girl,” he replied to the second. “She was seeing some older guy. She’s probably sunning herself on a beach somewhere.”

“Do you believe that?” Sam put to the editor.

He didn’t.

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