graeme creighton

It was Havoc's first Christmas on the island, and the holiday might have gone unnoticed by him if not for Graeme Creighton. Havoc had generally speaking made himself a perfect student in Professor Creighton's class. He answered questions. He did his homework. He clarified issues ahead of time...

Graeme was much too hungover for this. A dull ache pounded in his head, doubling down behind his eyes and at the base of his skull. Truly all he wanted to do was go back to his flat and fall into bed, covers tugged up over his face, and sleep. Alas, he had adult responsibilities to tend to and...

School was not what Havoc had in mind for his life. If anything, school was about as far from his list of priorities as it was possible to get. He'd graduated, he'd moved on, and he'd had no intention of ever going back. And yet he was. He'd gone back because he'd had no other choice, gone...