Alarm Call

Prologue

Well, hello again; I’ve been expecting you. .

It’s been a while, a year and more, since you made me let you in on my last dark secret.

Thinking back, I probably left you wondering whether I was kidding myself in believing that I had put it all behind me, and that nothing would bubble up to the surface and spoil my party.

If I did, you can relax, or curse, depending on how you really feel about me. There has been no fall-out from that business, and having come this far down the road, there ain’t going to be any.

I suppose that, once I’d told you all about it, you might have made some pretty damning moral judgements about me. If you did. . well, all I can say is that it’s your call. I’m not sorry about what I did; my only regret is that I was left with no other choice.

Has it given me nightmares? No, not a single one; not a new one, at any rate. Do I feel remorseful? No, not in the slightest.

Actually, since all that stuff happened, I’ve been too busy even to think about it. As always, what I’ve been doing hasn’t been exactly conventional. .