Tag: Peter Serf
An airport would have been the perfect place to disappear. The maze of terminals, the flow of people. At any one time, there was an average of 120,000 people in the air above the Earth. Seven days a week, 24 hours a day. If he’d been Peter Serf, that’s what Dimitar would have done. He […]
‘What are you doing here?’ Sofia asked Peter Serf over the din of the music. The nightclub was at its most raucous, the midnight hour aglow with neon lights that seemed to be amplified by the reflections from the mirrored walls. Loud dance music thumped from the speakers that were dotted around the dance floor. […]
