“As Merlin sat at his desk, he caught a brief glimpse of himself in the mirror on the wall opposite…He was approaching his mid-forties, tall, with dark Latin features thanks to his Spanish father. Bright green eyes sat above an aquiline nose, and his full head of jet-black hair was now speckled with the odd bit of grey.” WarActionSadnessHeroesEnemiesUnknownTruthsInfantryRacesInfantrymen Book:Death of an Officer Source: Death of an Officer
“Thinking about the weather was one way of shutting out of his mind the appalling bloody human mess sprawled out over the bed of this seedy hotel room in central London. The sight and smell was sickening - even to a hardened detective like him. Felling the bile rising in his throat again, he hurried out into the dimly lit corridor. “Where are you, Sergeant? Is the doctor here yet?” WarActionViolenceDramaCivil WarFast PacedIntriguingVictimsPage TurnerBalkan Book:The French Spy Source: The French Spy