The character you are about to meet is a guy you could bump into in your local wine bar or favourite restaurant. You perhaps wouldn’t take a second glance, unless, he was carrying his poppy-red umbrella, of course. If you were to meet Sinclair in your place of work, maybe a dark alleyway, or on your doorstep; you wouldn’t want to take your eyes off him.
Sinclair has to travel and do some pretty exciting stuff, this is all connected to his job. The story isn’t particularly about what Sinclair does for a living, it’s more about how he lives and the people he comes into contact with.
“The bar didn’t seem to have its usual busyness about it, there was a theatre attached to the building, maybe he’d missed the last call. Judging by the number of glasses waiting to be put through their cycle, he’d also missed the throng of thespian devotees, no doubt dressed for the occasion.
Dressed in an emerald green long-flowing cocktail gown, the hostess made her approach. A kiss on each cheek and one on the lips…” This is Sax, Sinclair’s sister, she is something of a, companion, come PA. Let’s just say, that she takes care of things.
In this story we visit, Greenwich, Bruges, Montenegro, Holland and have a quick stopover in Bulgaria. Who knows where the story might take us next…