David Beck has been given an assignment to watch a house and discover its secrets. But the agents are ahead of him and torch the place.
This was one of my first forays into serious writing. If memory serves it was written in the mid-90s at a time when I was obsessed with spy thrillers. I suppose it was my feeble attempt to write a spy thriller. Just be warned that this is not a gay story, doesn’t have any sex or gay characters.
There was the start of a second chapter but I think I have lost that now. The story was about a number of the world’s terrorist organisations coming together to form a global terror network and threatening world peace.
I am a massive Bond fan and have read all the Bond novels. Unfortunately, I couldn’t take my story and run with it. I ignored the old adage ‘write about what you know’ and as I know nothing about spies or terrorism, I could never do justice to such a story.
So a few years later I started writing gay romance and erotica. Something those wise guys out there might suggest I also know nothing about.