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<title>The Masonic Plague (Book)</title>
<description>The Masonic Plague (Book)</description>
<link>http://www.Writing.Com/main/books.php/item_id/1275354-The-Masonic-Plague/printit/1</link>
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<title>Chapter Thirty Nine</title>
<description>Silas waited silently and patiently, sipping on a cup of hot java in the comfort of his carriage as the winter&#38;#39;s snow begun to fall on a dark but beautiful moonlit evening. A very serene feeling engulfed him as he enjoyed the beauty being played out around him. The same however couldn&#38;#39;t be said for Mason, he&#38;#39;d been left out in the biting cold...[Read Full Post]</description>
<pubDate>Sun, 02 Aug 2009 18:18:03 EDT</pubDate>
<link>http://www.Writing.Com/main/books/entry_id/661946</link>
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<title>Chapter Thirty Eight</title>
<description>Chapter Thirty Eight

When Stubbs arrived at the Commonwealth Club it was already early evening. He had left the hospital at 6pm, after a long and interesting conversation with Henry. Now Stubbs&#38;#39;s head was spinning with information, how much of it he trusted or even wanted to believe he couldn&#38;#39;t decide. Though whether truth or not he now felt t...[Read Full Post]</description>
<pubDate>Sun, 26 Jul 2009 18:16:12 EDT</pubDate>
<link>http://www.Writing.Com/main/books/entry_id/660922</link>
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<title>Chapter Thirty Seven</title>
<description>Hesser though possessing a great mind was often perceived as quite a nervous little man, today at this moment this was a trait more visible than ever. Hesser had spent the last three hours furiously pacing the floor of his lab, desperately seeking a solution to the question he knew was coming, a question for which he possessed no answer, or at least no a...[Read Full Post]</description>
<pubDate>Sun, 19 Jul 2009 13:21:57 EDT</pubDate>
<link>http://www.Writing.Com/main/books/entry_id/659890</link>
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<title>Chapter Thirty Six</title>
<description>Chapter Thirty Six

&#38;#34;Stubbs, we need to talk.&#38;#34; Assistant Commissioner Rawlings had been temporarily sent from Scotland Yard to take over the vacant position left by Superintendent Jennings. From the moment he arrived he made it very clear that he was more than capable of doing so. He was a large stocky built gentleman with a large handlebar mou...[Read Full Post]</description>
<pubDate>Sat, 18 Jul 2009 18:28:00 EDT</pubDate>
<link>http://www.Writing.Com/main/books/entry_id/659770</link>
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<title>Chapter Thirty Five</title>
<description>Silas had been in Germany for three days already, simply knowing of Hesser&#38;#39;s location was never going to be sufficient, not for a man as meticulous as Maxton Silas, he wanted to know his movements his routines, those men he was close to and those men he&#38;#39;d crossed , to Silas knowledge had always led to power and with this in mind he&#38;#39;d actively...[Read Full Post]</description>
<pubDate>Sun, 19 Jul 2009 11:47:19 EDT</pubDate>
<link>http://www.Writing.Com/main/books/entry_id/654730</link>
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<title>Chapter Thirty Four</title>
<description>Stubbs approached the building he had seen Henry enter. However he found the only side door was fastened tight. He wasn&#38;#39;t surprised but he was determined not to let Henry get away. He examined the door and pulled it several more times but his entry was well and truly barred. He wandered for a short time up and down the alley looking for alternative a...[Read Full Post]</description>
<pubDate>Sun, 09 Nov 2008 03:20:31 EST</pubDate>
<link>http://www.Writing.Com/main/books/entry_id/617590</link>
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<title>Chapter Thirty Three</title>
<description>The Christel had navigated its way down through the Thames and out into the open sea and was now firmly sailing out towards Bremerhaven dockyards. Silas found himself relishing the trip, he&#38;#39;d always loved the open sea and found the very isolation most relaxing. The fast paced nature of the business world always meant there was some rodent of a man bl...[Read Full Post]</description>
<pubDate>Fri, 20 Feb 2009 07:44:31 EST</pubDate>
<link>http://www.Writing.Com/main/books/entry_id/590309</link>
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<title>Chapter Thirty Two</title>
<description>Chief Inspector John Stubbs was eager to get to work this morning. He had arrived back from Derbyshire yesterday and been on strictest orders to get some rest before returning to the station. Stubbs had protested but Superintendent Jennings had insisted. He reminded Stubbs again that it was this same eagerness that was going to get him into trouble if he...[Read Full Post]</description>
<pubDate>Sat, 17 May 2008 06:35:30 EDT</pubDate>
<link>http://www.Writing.Com/main/books/entry_id/585539</link>
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<title>Chapter Thirty One</title>
<description>Sir Maxton Silas was not a man best pleased. After the revelation spilt from the lips of the lovely Princess Viktoria, Silas had gone about his enquiries discreetly yet still it had not taken long for his myriad of informants to clamber the intelligence he required to verify Hesser&#38;#8217;s location in Germany and this he saw as an opportunity he was not ...[Read Full Post]</description>
<pubDate>Sat, 08 Mar 2008 10:46:50 EST</pubDate>
<link>http://www.Writing.Com/main/books/entry_id/572364</link>
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<title>Chapter Thirty</title>
<description>In his usual booth slumped the inebriated figure of Henry; his wounds freshly dressed yet already filthy with grime and spilt ale. The trauma caused by the knife wound had been extensive enough to cause him to wince when pressure was applied, yet it had not completely incapacitated him. The alcohol helped with the pain, and the crutch he had stolen from ...[Read Full Post]</description>
<pubDate>Sun, 24 Feb 2008 14:15:19 EST</pubDate>
<link>http://www.Writing.Com/main/books/entry_id/569750</link>
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<title>Chapter Twenty Nine</title>
<description>Albert had been enjoying one of his usual nights of indulgence back at &#38;#8216;The Coachman&#38;#8217;, waiting for his drinking buddy to make his appearance.

&#38;#8220;On your own tonight Albert&#38;#8221; asked the polite bar maiden.

&#38;#8220;Well that depends my dear, you offering me your company?&#38;#8221; replied Albert in his naturally overt manner as he slap...[Read Full Post]</description>
<pubDate>Sun, 24 Feb 2008 14:15:48 EST</pubDate>
<link>http://www.Writing.Com/main/books/entry_id/568443</link>
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<title>Chapter Twenty Eight</title>
<description>Chief Inspector Stubbs was up early, and after a rushed breakfast he was again on the phone to the station for any updates on the investigations. Superintendent Jennings had just arrived and was eager to speak with Stubbs. The conversation was quite uneventful though, much as Stubbs had feared it would be. Apparently PC Collins had been to the address St...[Read Full Post]</description>
<pubDate>Sun, 17 Feb 2008 14:48:10 EST</pubDate>
<link>http://www.Writing.Com/main/books/entry_id/562309</link>
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<title>Chapter Twenty Seven</title>
<description>All Royal Balls were always truly splendid occasions, however no expense, effort or shear deeds of grandeur had been spared for this the Grand Ball in honour of the forthcoming wedding of Princess Viktoria of Prussia to Prince Adolf of Schaumburg-Lippe. The wedding was now two short weeks away and Viktoria was due to depart for Berlin for the grand occas...[Read Full Post]</description>
<pubDate>Wed, 30 Jan 2008 17:42:35 EST</pubDate>
<link>http://www.Writing.Com/main/books/entry_id/541447</link>
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<title>Chapter Twenty six</title>
<description>The train journey from London to Derbyshire had taken almost eight hours and Stubbs had slept for most of it. He sat huddled rather uncomfortably in a compartment which he shared with three other people. An elderly couple, whom had obviously not travelled on a train before and talked excitedly for most of the journey, and the fourth occupant was a short ...[Read Full Post]</description>
<pubDate>Sat, 13 Oct 2007 13:44:09 EDT</pubDate>
<link>http://www.Writing.Com/main/books/entry_id/541446</link>
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<title>Chapter Twenty Five</title>
<description>Albert who was always fond of a drink had decided to abandon his carriage driving for the evening in favour of a few bears with an old pal of the trade. If Albert wasn&#38;#8217;t driving around it was a fair bet that he could almost always be found in his favourite drinking hole &#38;#8216;The Coachman&#38;#8217;, which had quite frequently resulted in the rather l...[Read Full Post]</description>
<pubDate>Sat, 29 Sep 2007 19:16:41 EDT</pubDate>
<link>http://www.Writing.Com/main/books/entry_id/538578</link>
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<title>Chapter Twenty Four</title>
<description>Officer Dillon was tired and frustrated. For days now he had gone over and over the evidence and statements to do with the death of James Bridgeman and he was at a loss. No new evidence had come to light for a while now and there were no leads left to follow up. Dillon had been suffering with insomnia and his temperament was beginning to show it. He had ...[Read Full Post]</description>
<pubDate>Sat, 13 Oct 2007 13:42:45 EDT</pubDate>
<link>http://www.Writing.Com/main/books/entry_id/538573</link>
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<title>Chapter Twenty Three</title>
<description>Silas raised a wry smile as he studied the morning&#38;#8217;s paper. &#38;#8216;Lawman Killed in Tragic Horse Accident&#38;#8217;, it amused him how the man charged with ensuring the safety of a high profile Royal visitor couldn&#38;#8217;t even ensure that of his own, to Silas it stood as simply yet another example of the incompetence of  the majority of society&#38;#8217...[Read Full Post]</description>
<pubDate>Sun, 09 Sep 2007 14:39:53 EDT</pubDate>
<link>http://www.Writing.Com/main/books/entry_id/533986</link>
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<title>Chapter Twenty Two</title>
<description>Most of London now knew about the mostly successful events of the day and the extremely unfortunate death of Officer Greening. The latter inevitably causing the most debate. Bad news is the only real news it seemed. One man however was oblivious of everything that had happened throughout the day. He had much more demanding things upon his mind.
Franz wa...[Read Full Post]</description>
<pubDate>Mon, 03 Sep 2007 17:57:33 EDT</pubDate>
<link>http://www.Writing.Com/main/books/entry_id/532596</link>
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<title>Chapter Twenty One</title>
<description>A large crowd had amassed in Dover harbour to welcome the arrival of Princess Viktoria. Her Majesty&#38;#8217;s Yacht Victoria and Albert II escorted proudly from Germany by three Royal Naval Cruisers had now docked and an impatient crowd waited and cheered in anticipation of her impending appearance. 

Greening&#38;#8217;s nerves however were somewhat frayed,...[Read Full Post]</description>
<pubDate>Wed, 30 Jan 2008 17:11:06 EST</pubDate>
<link>http://www.Writing.Com/main/books/entry_id/527565</link>
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<title>Chapter Twenty</title>
<description>Henry Perkins sat quietly drinking and mumbling to himself, in a booth at the &#38;#8216;rose and crown&#38;#8217;. He was slumped over his fourth Gin and was breathing heavily as if psyching himself up for something, and indeed he was. He had yet again had one of those discreet messages from Silas that Mason required more test subjects. Henry struggled to under...[Read Full Post]</description>
<pubDate>Thu, 13 Sep 2007 05:34:54 EDT</pubDate>
<link>http://www.Writing.Com/main/books/entry_id/525125</link>
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<title>Chapter Nineteen</title>
<description>Mason studied hard in the dim lamplight of his laboratory, Huntz his faithful hound lying loyally by his feet. Now Mason had achieved his success with the Huntz it was time to move on with his research and experimentation, it was time to take the next step to the ultimate goal the whole reason why Silas had provided so much support for his work and the c...[Read Full Post]</description>
<pubDate>Wed, 01 Aug 2007 11:06:05 EDT</pubDate>
<link>http://www.Writing.Com/main/books/entry_id/525123</link>
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<title>Chapter Eighteen</title>
<description>&#38;#8220;What you are asking me to do is a perversion of our cause!&#38;#8221;

&#38;#8220;Come now Baron, you know as well as I do that life is a privilege. How many brilliant minds have been cut short by their own damned mortality?&#38;#8221;

The two men stood at opposite ends of the cargo carriage of a train that was speeding towards Germany. Gas lanterns h...[Read Full Post]</description>
<pubDate>Wed, 01 Aug 2007 11:04:44 EDT</pubDate>
<link>http://www.Writing.Com/main/books/entry_id/525122</link>
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<title>Chapter Seventeen</title>
<description>When Jennings awoke it was with a stinging headache. The pain made him wince and he cupped his forehead to feebly suppress the pounding. Bleary eyed and groggy he scanned his surroundings. For a moment he thought that his vision was distorted, the bright blur of colours and light only added to his confused state. Looking again he was sure that he could s...[Read Full Post]</description>
<pubDate>Thu, 12 Jul 2007 06:05:03 EDT</pubDate>
<link>http://www.Writing.Com/main/books/entry_id/520698</link>
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<title>Chapter Sixteen</title>
<description>Stubbs was confused, he had now been waiting for over half an hour in the Superintendents office and still he had failed to show. This was most unlike the super, Jennings was indeed a great many things as accusations could go but no-one could say he was not punctual. Stubbs must have got it wrong he thought, maybe the meeting was set for 9.30 not 9am as ...[Read Full Post]</description>
<pubDate>Sat, 07 Jul 2007 17:43:33 EDT</pubDate>
<link>http://www.Writing.Com/main/books/entry_id/519694</link>
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<title>Chapter Fifteen</title>
<description>Robert Jennings sat at the bar of the Commonwealth Club. He held his third straight whiskey in one hand, and with the other turned the emerald ring around at eye level. He had been examining the ring for some forty minutes, transfixed by the intricate engraving and wondrously faceted gem. 

He didn&#38;#8217;t even notice the elegant figure of Sir Maxton S...[Read Full Post]</description>
<pubDate>Sat, 07 Jul 2007 15:45:34 EDT</pubDate>
<link>http://www.Writing.Com/main/books/entry_id/519670</link>
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