It was in 1975 that eight-year-old Wai Lok-yan watched from hiding as his parents were murdered by his father’s former colleague, both of them undercover agents of the
They are four ordinary, anonymous men among the clattering noise and rush of the passengers, coincidentally dressed the same in heavy overcoats and hats, each moustachioed, each carrying
Chip Gutchell is empty, a gnawing void inside him needing to be filled, finding no joy in his work with its demeaning spirit-building rituals, in his family, his
Another long hour adding up to another day, another fare to another destination, all of them adding up but too few to balance the rising costs of petrol
To those who don’t know her Frankie Rhodes seems distant, distracted, aloof, staring into the distance when she should be paying attention to her job at the gas
Raised in a small town in the sleepy Swiss Alps, trained by her late mother, the local seamstress who ran Duggen’s sewing shop, “home of the talking portraits,”
They were intended as a tool for good, cloned canids adapted and trained to locate survivors in disaster areas, rescue dogs with biomechanical implants to modify their behaviour
Everybody wants something. Charlotte would like the diner air conditioning to work. Vernon would like the gas truck to show up to fill the empty pumps. Miles would
For Will, the invitation is an unexpected sideswipe, his ex-wife Eden and her new husband David emerging from their self-imposed exile to gather friends they have not seen