Fracas Noir – Susanne Waldau – te Brake ~ for better or worse

It is now afternoon, and he punches in the ten-digit mobile number of the Supreme Master. A familiar voice answers. “Oui?” “It’s done. Seneschal is next.” “Good. And the cargo? “Will be taken care of this afternoon too.” “OK, let me know when it’s done.” “One more thing.” “Oui?” “Jeanette Lefèvre, the dominatrix. She’s been [...]

Cyril is waiting at a café off the Rue de Clichy. Despite being in a public place, surrounded by several workmen in their late thirties to forties watching a football game, he feels a sense of unease. He looks around, certain he is being watched. But if so, the secret surveillance is successful. He can [...]

Thursday, February 4, 2010   It is a restless night, the events of the evening echoing through my dreams. There is a man, his face obscured by darkness, following my trail. The apartment is a labyrinth where all passages eventually lead to the theatre where the faceless man is waiting. I scream, but my voice [...]

It was to be my fourth experience of the, by now, legendary events at Chateau Vert that were held every spring and summer. I was again asked to procure women of different ages, appearances and standing. I had by now become a rather well known face in the Paris underground scene. It wasn’t something I [...]

We are there within ten minutes. Perhaps I should be afraid but I am not, the last remnants of fear leaving me as I trace the silhouette of my office building. He invites me in. The apartment is so very different from the one we just came from. It is cosy, homey and filled to [...]

I never see thy face but I think upon hell-fire. ~William Shakespeare   He knows the apartment well. After all he has been a member of the Organisation for fifteen years. A well serving member, he has always done what the Supreme Master has required of him. His work has been hard, dirty and without [...]

PART II Each player must accept the cards life deals him or her. But once they are in hand, he or she alone must decide how to play the cards in order to win the game. ~Voltaire   27 Wednesday, February 3, 2010   It’s afternoon when I receive a call from someone I have [...]

2009 The ending was neither swift nor brutal. I should perhaps rephrase the latter, as it was torturous at times, in its drawn-out death throes. Our therapy sessions were cancelled due to work overload on both sides, but we both knew this was just another attempt to mask the true reasons of pride and folly. [...]

Summer – Autumn 2008 I stared into the thin air, my gaze blank and unblinking. It had been three weeks since we had come home to an empty house and a baby room that we knew would never be used. Carl asked Lillian to store it all away, but I think it was given to [...]

January – June 2008 If anything was going to heal the turbulent years of our relationship, a baby was. Or perhaps this is what a woman seeks to believe when she finds herself fighting for her marriage. However banal it may seem, there was a certain truth to it. Because despite raging hormones with subsequent [...]