Title: Solitude
Author: Paul Beet
Category: General Fiction
Paperback: 270 pages
Language: English
ISBN-10: 1844330079
ISBN-13: 978-1844330072
Publisher: Red Arrow Books (an imprint of Austin & Macauley Publishers Ltd)

" Mike emptied the camper of all the munitions that he had so carefully stashed away and he and Sean divided them out between them. Although Mike was the trained weapons expert, all farm boys were brought up to be able to hunt and use rifles and Sean was no exception. In fact at home in America he had recently joined a gun club with some of his work colleagues and so was not as out of practice as he might have been.

"I like the HKs," he said, working the action like a professional. "High velocity rounds. One hit from these babies and they don’t often come back for more."

"Don’t get carried away, brother, remember I’m the one doing the shooting. You don’t join in unless the shit hits the fan - oh and make sure you’re on semi-automatic otherwise you’ll be spraying bullets everywhere and I don’t want you hitting Lottie by mistake."

"OK, OK, don’t fret, but I still want to have this next to me just in case."

The morning dragged on. Once they had made their final preparations the brothers separated so that Mike could keep out of sight and gain the element of surprise when the militia arrived. Sean decided to climb back onto the roof of the camper van. Perhaps from that elevated position he would have a better view of the surroundings and may even be able to indicate to Mike the location of his quarry.

When it happened they never saw or heard it. The first indication that they had of the militia’s presence was a deep gravely voice ringing out across the yard. Even when the man spoke, the acoustics were such that Sean was unable to pinpoint its source.

"Are the Wilson brothers here?" "