“What does this Doctor Taylor look like, Ryan?” “I hardly feel that’s relevant, sir,” he prevaricated. “On the contrary, I believe it could be very relevant,” Gregson replied. “Doctor Taylor is twenty-eight, I believe. She is approximately five feet eight… — L.J. Ross Copy Share Image
“Not only did MacKenzie have an excellent arse, he decided, she had an excellent eye for detail.” — L.J. Ross Copy Share Image
“Not after seeing Denise MacKenzie in full, glorious technicolour. “Could have happened to anyone,” was all he said, looking away. “Always seems to happen to you, doesn’t it?” She brushed past him haughtily and helped herself to a coffee. Ryan sidled up to his friend and clucked his tongue sympathetically. “Got a temper on her, that one,” he said under… — L.J. Ross Copy Share
“Winter was an unforgiving time on Holy Island. Harsh winds from the North Sea whipped through the cobbled streets between the squat, stone cottages… — L.J. Ross Copy Share Image
“What does this Doctor Taylor look like, Ryan?” “I hardly feel that’s relevant, sir,” he prevaricated. “On the contrary, I believe it could be… — L.J. Ross Copy Share Image
“Okay,” Ryan nodded and favoured her with one of his best smiles. Liz may have been nearly twice his age, but she still recognised… — L.J. Ross Copy Share Image
