Short Stories to Entertain

MY LATEST BOOK, SOME WILL DIE, HAS BEEN PUBLISHED A killer creeps in through a downstairs window and comes out rolled up in a blood soaked carpet. London crime boss Joe Ricci speaks to his masters in Italy who dispatch Isobella Bellini to discover the identity of a man found shot in a hotel room. DI Dave Simmons is tasked with locating the hitman responsible, bringing him into direct contact with Isobella and the London arm of the Italian crime organisation.  Who had arranged the hit becomes a deepening mystery as Dave’s investigation identifies potential new players putting his life in danger. As further shootings arise it becomes obvious more is at stake than a simple murder. An agreement between two London crime factions is reaching the point of no return as each suffers the impact of a deteriorating situation. With the hitman still at large, two crime organisations tooling up, a rival department causing a headache, can Dave find a solution while at the same time preventing Lond...

LATEST REVIEW OF MY BOOK DOUBLE SWITCH 5.0 out of 5 stars Quirky, fun and different... Reviewed in the United Kingdom on 18 February 2026 Format: Kindle Edition Martin Dixon was unknown to me just a couple of weeks ago... Now I have read everything I can find by him and thoroughly enjoyed it.... A master of twisting tales, humour and baddies who do good things mixed with goodies who do bad things. A million miles away from regular whodunnits and the cops always getting their man. A thoroughly enjoyable romp through London neighbourhoods and fabulous character back stories that make it all seem very real. 10 out of 10. CLICK, DOUBLE SWITCH , TO SEE MORE AND BUY 

From the position of my  motorbike,  I could see down the street opposite the junction. The queue now stretched way down, a long distance past the church where a buzzing throng of new hats, best suits and shiny shoes had assembled in anticipation. Standing in a huddle in front of the lychgate I could make out four guys wearing the same outfits looking particularly stressed. One glanced right, along the line of stalled traffic. He could see  maybe one  hundred yards then a sharp bend shut out the chaos. Checking h is  watch,  he said something to one of the others who pulled out what I assumed was a phone.  

Even though the company had been boisterous the pub lacked any sort of empathy so after a couple of stiff ultra-dry martinis,  probably the  worst drink considering my problems, I slipped away with the intention of walking the couple of miles home. Craving the panacea of a few deep lungs full of salty ozone filled air I took the scenic route hoping the  great view  would lift my spirits.     Climbing the cliff path and struggling for breath I stopped to rest at the highest point on the slats of  Garath  Dobb’s bench. It had been a while since  I’d  taken this route so I had no idea who the guy was or anything about  him  but I did notice the absence of  Verdigris  on the copper plaque screwed onto the pristine varnish of the back support.    Maybe a  hundred yards offshore the silhouette of the car ferry slowly ploughed through flat waters, barely visible with the sun a mere lighter outline hanging low ...

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