There are two things you should, at this point, probably know about Harper and Anders. Many years ago, before the jigsaw floor, but after the bombs fell, Harper had got on a train with young woman. The trains were infrequent and unreliable in those days.
The railroad used to pass through the heart of town, but that isn’t where the story, like so many others starts. It’s where it ends. The nature of sprawl has forced it further and further to the outskirts, reducing the value of the property surrounding
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Parador publishing is proud to present an excerpt from ‘Once Upon A Time In The East End’, the forthcoming novel by former gangster Ron ‘Fish-Fingers’ Jackson. The novel, which will soon be adapted into a major British motion picture starring Danny Dyer and Ray Winstone,
I don’t have a good memory, but that doesn’t mean I don’t remember things. I tend to remember the core of things, the bit that felt like something, rather than the details. That’s life I’m talking about there. Not comics, or films. Those I seem
It is a dark street, lit only by the rising moon and the windows of the picture house, rendering the street in shades of grey from spotlight white to cellar black. The scant crowd can add no colour, as they move along in sombre suits
‘Don’t look,’ said Anders, ‘let’s just keep walking’. Harper covered the small hole again with his foot and looked around. It was quiet. Harper liked it quiet. He liked it when no one was there. Watching. ‘I thought you didn’t believe my friend’s story. Any