“The neat whiskey ripped into his tongue and pierced the skin on the sides of his mouth as if a razor blade had slid across it” — Connor Fitzgerald Copy Share Image
“he fell face first into the dirt which was a mixture of mud with a hundred years or more of chicken crap and the… — Connor Fitzgerald Copy Share Image
“His fear was not just for the man but the squad he had put together. An army that would avenge Mike’s death with thought,… — Connor Fitzgerald Copy Share Image
“The neat whiskey ripped into his tongue and pierced the skin on the sides of his mouth as if a razor blade had slid… — Connor Fitzgerald Copy Share Image
“His Charles Bronson-like demeanour together with his Clint Eastwood stare and his John Wayne swagger, created from a diet of westerns and Eighties TV… — Connor Fitzgerald Copy Share Image
“Like an injection in the arm it shot into his bloodstream immediately killing off the sleepy, weak, and powerless dullness of the alcohol infused… — Connor Fitzgerald Copy Share Image
“he burly Irishman, however, who frisked Rachel did so with more enjoyment than he should have. He slid his hands up the backs of… — Connor Fitzgerald Copy Share Image
“Her ears blocked out all sound apart from the bubbles that appeared all around her and she was once again amazed at the sight… — Connor Fitzgerald Copy Share Image
