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    What Goes Around
    What Goes Around
    What Goes Around
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    What Goes Around

    By David O'Neil

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    Back at University, both our young lovers, Donny Weston and Abby Marshall promise to concentrate on study for the next months to take their finals, properly prepared, next spring......... I wonder?
    Just when it seems that our two teenage heroes are able to calmly return to the University to complete their studies, fate decides to play another turn as once again the two young lovers come under attack, this time from a mysterious and most unsuspected source. It appears that not even the majestic powers of the British Intelligence Service will be enough to rescue the beleaguered duo and they will have to survive through their own skills. Finding togetherness even among the onslaughts, Donny and Abby also find remarkable friends who offer their assistance; but will even that be enough to overcome the determined enemy? In yet another chapter of a dynamic action adventure romance thriller starring the U.K.’s most interesting duo, Donny and Abby face death once again as they battle the forces of evil that threaten their very existence.
    “Why is it,” Donny wondered. “Whenever we settle down to study, or go on holiday., something always turns up to interfere with our plans?”
    Abby thought before she answered. “Probably because we mix with all the wrong sort of people?”
    Their innocent attendance at an ‘end of year’ concert ends up in Donny being shot, and the danger-prone pair up to their necks in blood and bullets. From Ireland to Scotland, from Europe to USA the youngsters encounter, past enemies, and then a brand new set when they finally set off for a holiday in Florida. The irrepressible pair finish up in a blazing-gun shootout. So what else is new? But will they survive the overwhelming odds?

    LanguageEnglish
    PublisherW & B Publishers
    Release dateMay 21, 2015
    ISBN9781311707789
    What Goes Around
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    David O'Neil

    David is 79 years old. He lives in Scotland and has been writing for the past five years. He has had three guidebooks published and two more coming out through Argyll Publishing, located in the Highlands. He still guides tours through Scotland, when he is not writing or painting. He has sailed for decades and has a lifelong interest in the history of the navy. As a young man, he learned to fly aircraft in the RAF and spent 8 years as a Colonial police officer in what is now Malawi, Central Africa. Since that time, he worked in the Hi Fi industry and became a Business Consultant. David lives life to the fullest, he has yet to retire and truthfully, never intends to.

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      What Goes Around - David O'Neil

      WHAT GOES AROUND

      A Donny Weston-Abby Marshall Thriller

      BY

      David O’Neil

      What Goes Around © 2013. All rights reserved by David O’Neil.

      No part of this book may be reproduced or transmitted in any form or by any means, graphic, electronic, or mechanical, including photocopying, recording, taping, or by any informational storage retrieval system without prior permission in writing from the publisher.

      A-Argus Books

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      Book Cover designed by Dubya

      Printed in the United States

      DEDICATION

      This work is dedicated to Rosemary who takes the time and trouble to correct my English and point out inconsistencies.

      CHAPTER ONE

      IN CONCERT

      In the last days of the scholastic term there was always a hassle over the preparations for the Christmas break which for Donny Weston and Abby Marshall meant a family gathering.

      Abby’s mother had been taken into the clan when it had become clear that Donny and Abby were together. The widowed Meg Marshall had allowed things to get a little out of hand since the loss of her husband in Afghanistan. When she was introduced to the Weston clan through Donny, it had rekindled her natural joi de vivre. She and Mary Weston had become firm friends and now she was automatically included in any family outing she was free to attend.

      When Donny and Abby arrived in Ringwood, the family had started to gather for the Christmas celebrations. Both mothers, Meg and Mary, were already in the kitchen preparing the components for the Christmas Day lunch, parboiling potatoes and ensuring that the turkey was properly defrosted ready for the oven. The final effort would be on Christmas morning, though by then it would be merely a case of heating and finishing the roasting in time for lunch.

      Abby offered to help and was politely turned away, as were the wives of the others of the family who came in dribs and drabs, on the twenty third and twenty fourth of December.

      Donny and Abby were out both days, doing shopping and cutting logs for the big wood fire that would burn right through the holiday.

      Jonathon and Carol Glynn arrived Christmas Eve. They stayed in the guest house at the foot of the long garden, backing onto the orchard. Carol, whose English speech was now fluent, soon blended in with the families. She and Jonathon had met during the trouble in France some two years earlier. Their meeting had been dramatic and their mutual attraction had been a shock to both. Now Carol was an accountant for the Government Department where Jonathon worked. One of the gifts brought by him was a pair of tickets for a Christmas Concert at the Albert Hall. He presented them to Donny and Abby with a wry smile. Your parents have rejected them I’m afraid. I would have loved to go myself. The tickets were given to me in the first place. I cannot use them as I have to prepare for my departure to Hong Kong for final liaison talks. Carol refuses to go on her own or with a friend. She’s not that keen actually. That was why I offered them to your Mum and Dad. He shrugged, "If you don’t want them? I just don’t know.

      You may worry no more. Abby and I would be delighted to go. It will give us a chance to avoid the post-Christmas hassle. We can return for the New Year gathering, before dashing off to Malta for a few days sunshine before the new academic session.

      Well pleased with their gift, they arranged for their absence after the immediate celebrations, then settled down to enjoy Christmas in Ringwood.

      The drive to London was fairly painless. The M3 was available for almost the entire journey. They checked into their Kensington hotel, reassured that the Albert Hall, which was in sight from the door, was only a few minutes’ walk away.

      They took their seats in ample time for the performance. They were hardly settled when the young couple, who had the single seats either side of them, turned up. They would have been seated together but had been too late to get seats side by side, so they had taken the two singles rather than miss the performance. Donny immediately rose to his feet and swapped seats with the man so they were able to sit together, as were of course Donny and Abby.

      The ice once broken, the four young people exchanged names, and enjoyed drinks in the interval which their new acquaintances insisted on providing. Bill and Emma were both ‘friends’ of the Albert Hall, enjoying cut-price tickets and access to the many events that occurred at the venue. They lived close by in Kensington. Both worked for government but neither seemed anxious to expand on the subject.

      It was during the finale, the 1812 Overture with the cannon and fireworks, that Donny was shot.

      He turned to make a comment to Bill and leaned forward across Emma when the bullet caught his shoulder and tracked the skin on his left shoulder blade and buried itself in the seat behind him.

      The shock caused him to drop into Emma’s lap, causing her to jump. Abby turned to see what was happening, and noticed the tear and blood on Donny’s back.

      She looked up to see where the bullet came from and caught a glimpse of different movement from a box two levels up to the right in between their seat and the orchestra.

      Donny sat up apologising to Emma who was laughing until she saw the blood. Donny put his hand to her mouth to stop her from screaming. Bill! I’ve been shot. Get Emma out of here fast. I’ll go out with Abby and meet you outside.

      Bill caught on fast, took Emma’s wrap and slipped it round her shoulders. Emma had got over her initial shock. They were in the aisle seats and they left before the music stopped, followed by Donny and Abby, who had thrown her coat over Donny’s back.

      Outside, Bill had a cab waiting and they all piled in. "Not the hospital. Your place, if you don’t mind. Abby was speed-dialling Jonathon. He answered quickly. She explained and gave the address that Bill gave her. Jonathon said he would be there with help in ten minutes.

      In their apartment Donny groaned as Abby removed his torn dinner jacket and the ruin of his shirt. The bullet had penetrated the top of his shoulder missing his collar bone and tracking under the skin behind his ribs before exiting, missing his backbone entirely.

      Lucky twice! Abby commented.

      Thanks a bunch! Donny said. It doesn’t feel too lucky from where I’m lying.

      Emma said, Lucky. Why lucky?

      Abby pointed to the wound that was still bleeding though the rate had reduced now The shooter used a metal jacket bullet. A lead round might have shattered and spread on impact instead of passing straight through. With a small smile she added, If Donny had not dropped into your lap the bullet would have passed through his head.

      Emma blanched and swayed at that, and Abby caught her to steady her. Bill had been getting tea made and came in at that point. He put the tray down and took Emma off Abby’s hands.

      The bell rang, so Abby went to admit Jonathon, Carol, and a small, dapper Asian man with a leather bag. He made directly for Donny who was laid out on the table, face down. He took one look then turned to the others. Carol! Stay and help me. The rest of you go away. I will call you when I have finished.

      They left the doctor and Carol with Donny and went through to the lounge.

      It was there that Jonathon received a call on his cell phone. He answered and listened. I see. Right. Keep this between us, please. The called must have objected. Jonathon repeated his instruction adding, That is an order! and closed the phone.

      Turning to the others he said, They found a program in the box used by the shooter. It had the seat, row and number, of Donny’s seat, written down in pencil obviously in a hurry.

      There was a stunned silence at this. Then Abby said, That seat was allocated to you, Bill. You should have been sitting there!

      Jonathon looked at Abby eyebrow raised.

      When we arrived we were allocated our seats in the row with Bill and Emma. They had booked late and they could not get seats together so they had the seats either side of us. We got talking and discovered they were together, so Donny changed seats with Bill. So you see, you could have been the target. Can you think of any reason why?"

      Why I…I… really don’t know.

      Jonathon produced his ID and spoke, I am with M16. Both Donny and Abby are as well. You work for the government, I suspect.

      Abby said, So I understood. But where in the government?

      Bill said, You will have to speak with my boss. I cannot divulge anything, except that in these circumstances, I will admit it is a sensitive division.

      Who is your boss? Jonathon snapped.

      Marcus Wheeling.

      So you are an electronics expert, I presume? Jonathan commented, now relaxed.

      You know Marcus? Bill asked.

      We were at University together with Donny’s father. Marcus took Physics, I took English and Donny’s father, Dan, read Law. But we were all friends and we all kept in touch. So enough of this. We need to know when the shooter entered the box. All we know at the moment is that the people using the box got an urgent message saying there had been an accident involving their daughter. They left in a panic and the shooter obviously stepped in. They left as the performance started. When did you swap seats?

      Just after we arrived. That must have been at least ten minutes before the concert began. Abby confirmed the time.

      So it seems likely the target was you. And you are Bill who? Jonathon asked.

      Bill produced a card. I’m Briggs, Bill Briggs. I am an electronic design engineer.

      And you? Jonathon turned to Emma.

      I am a Computer Graphics Designer in the same department. It’s where we met. Emma smiled nervously.

      The doctor entered at that point. The patient is not seriously hurt. It is shock mostly. I have dressed his wound and I expect him to come and see me within three days. He has stitches and he will be sore for a while. But he will recover quickly. In three weeks he will have forgotten all about it. I am Doctor Roy. He handed his card to Abby with a small smile. You are an active member of the club I believe, so you may call on me at any time. Goodnight all. He turned and left.

      Carol came through, helping Donny who, though still a little unsteady, was looking better than he had been earlier. He was wearing a shirt that had been borrowed from Bill. Jonathon was back on the phone talking to Marcus Wheeling. When he had finished he turned to Bill and Emma. Sorry, folks. It looks as though, for a while anyway, you are going to be under the umbrella. Your boss says we will need to secure your persons to keep you safe for the duration of your present research project. Do you understand what that means?

      Bill nodded gloomily. Only too well! Emma and I have been there before.

      He paused and looked at Emma fondly. Ah well. For Queen and Country, I suppose. So where to this time?

      He mentioned something about Florida.

      The atmosphere immediately brightened.

      Jonathon said, That’s not so bad then?

      Emma grinned, We’ll survive.

      On the way back to the hotel in their taxi Donny looked at Abby. I suppose I should be pleased that I took a bullet for the Queen!

      Just be grateful that it missed its target. You would have looked silly if it had hit what it was aimed at. She shuddered and grabbed him. For a moment she cried into his collar.

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