A snippet from crime thriller, Payback, by Peter Barns: The morning was cool and overcast. Frank ate his breakfast beside a large window overlooking the hotel garden. He was depressed, deflated and lonely. Karla had gone back to Scotland and wouldn’t return his calls, and he’d slept very badly, tossing and turning all night, disturbed by vivid dreams. Crunching his way through a slice of toast, he tried to push the memories away, but they kept forcing themselves back - drawing him along corridors that echoed with hollow footsteps ...