27. The lovely buns

Zoe hadn’t messaged him or chatted or phoned. There was still timings to be worked out. Zoe naked, hot and sweaty. Zoe naked, in a shower. Zoe naked, in his arms. Would he be able to fit her in as well as attend the planned protest meeting?

24. The clerk who came in from the cold

Kim watched the guards trudge away. What he really wanted was a shovel. A true cover-up. Problem with a quick fix on a construction site was that another idiot with a shovel or back-hoe would undoubtedly uncover the bones all over again. Besides, whoever the intruder was, he or she had been busily disinterring them.

The skeleton, or at least the parts he could see, looked old. Fossil rather than fresh. Maybe there was an elderly murderer out there mounting their own cover-up.

21. Corpsemen

Zoe: Thanks for chatting, Kimmie. I’ve been wanting to get that off my chest for, well, years.

Kim: Anything else you want to get off your chest? *undoes top button*

Zoe: Kim!

Zoe: *undoes second button*

18. Flight booking

“You’d think someone would have just opened it up. A book, for God’s sake! Just open the bloody thing up.”

“It had a picture of a bomb on the cover.” Kim had read the same reports.

“Yeah. And baby food has pictures of babies on the tin. But there was a clue inside. Some numbers.”

9. Kim's game

It was the memory of the kiss and the thought of more to come that drove Kim. It had been a quick embrace while Lee checked the twins, just a few seconds, but Zoe’s lips had seared onto his with an almost audible sizzle to match the heat he’d felt. It helped ease the pain [...]

4. Admin Support Officer

The bureaucrat was on board, fully committed, au fait, up to speed and well-versed. He knew his onions. In due course and the fullness of time, he could expect to see his name in The Canberra Times one Queens Birthday, a satisfied member of the Commonwealth Club.
His name was Kim, which was a good name for a man in his occupation.