The Troubles

"The Troubles " the story is set in Belfast and the North East in 1969.
Seamus Webster and his family flee the riots in Belfast and come to live on Barnstaple Road in North Shields - where he takes up work as a crane driver in Smith's Docks his wife Annie finds a job in the Co-op in Whitley Bay - Seamus is good at DIY and gets lots of work decorating or fitting out new kitchens for people. His father Michael is serving a very long sentence when he is implicated in a
bombing of an army base- his skills as a bomb maker have been passed down to his oldest son and Stephen Mcgill is on the look -out for him as a bombing campaign has begun on mainland Britain. Newcastle has been chosen as the target - can Seamus avoid getting mixed up in this. Read what happens in this tense thriller.


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 “Well since we you know, did it; you’ve been a bit distant with me.’ “Have I done something wrong?’

“No please don’t think that Jan, there are things going on that I can’t discuss with you yet but I will when the time is right okay.’ I haven’t gone off you if that’s what you think.’

“I’m pleased to hear it.’ would you hold me I’m feeling pretty low at the moment, my mothers drinking is getting worse Liam; Liam took her in his arms and kissed her. He held her face in his hands and looked into her eyes. He brushed the hair from he face then said. “Look, don’t worry; why don’t you ring your father and tell him what is going on Jan.’ “you are old enough to look after yourself now so if your mother has to go into rehab you will be okay.’ She needs help doesn’t she; well let you father organise it. He shouldn’t leave the responsibility to you.’

“I will cal him when I get in Liam. “ Will you come around later?’

“If I can I will Jan, you know that.’

“I could use some company as since Danny and your Brenda started going out together I hardly see anyone. “ I get lonely in that big house.

“I’ll be around later I promise; they kissed again briefly then Liam went into the house.’

“The house was empty Brenda must have gone to the shop he thought.’

He started to worry when it came to six o’clock and she hadn’t come back.’

Then the phone rang and he raced into the living room to answer it.

“Hello this is a friend; just to let you know that Brenda will be staying with us tonight; just as a precaution.’

Liam recognised the voice of the creepy ugly looking Stephen McGill. He had a broken nose that was bent in the middle and off line that made him look cockeyed. He wore these big jam jar glasses with black frames because his eyesight wasn’t to good after the blast at the army barracks when some glass shattered and he got a few fragments in them and they scratched the lenses when he rubbed them they said it was touch and go whether or not he’d lose his sight. He had to be bandaged up for nearly a month. He knew then what it would mean to be blind. His rounded face and bull neck from his days as a rugby player gave him an almost gorilla like stature. He stood around five eleven and weighed two hundred and forty pounds. He was a match for anyone if he got in close enough. Liam wasn’t frightened of him though. McGill was a dangerous man he loved inflicting pain upon his victims and loved to pop a bullet into the knees of his victims first to render them harmless before beating them senseless. Michael O’Leary was a loose cannon too’ he carried a Berretta pistol which was untraceable. Finbar Kelly liked to think he was a hard man but when it came down to it he had no bottle and Billy Lort just followed orders. Liam got the feeling that Billy didn’t want to be mixed up in all of this.

“You’d better not harm my sister or I will kill you.’

“You would, would you; well I’m shaking in my boots here he laughed.’ Tell your father we will be along in morning for him.’ The phone clicked and Liam put down the receiver. If he’d had a gun he would have shot them all. He remembered that he and his friends  had a 2.2 shot gun and they would go onto waste ground in Belfast and shoot at tin cans. They were strong enough to kill rabbits and game birds with. He reckoned at close range he could do some damage with it. He went into the tool shed when his father kept the rifle he lifted it from the wall where it hung and he secured it to the vice. Taking out a hack saw he sawed the end off the gun and sawed the stock then used some emery paper to clean the end of it and smooth the butt end; now the gun would be more powerful and could kill someone at close range.

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