IVAN (a sample chapter from TITO’S DEAD, my first novel)

IVAN Ivan hitched the collar of his black leather overcoat round his neck. He sniffed at the rain as he stepped out of his car into the gloom of the alley, lit by the flashing light of a patrol car. A sullen drop hung from the tip of his nose. Four shadowy figures stood around…Read more IVAN (a sample chapter from TITO’S DEAD, my first novel)