Doctor Who_ Combat Rock - Mick Lewis [109]
‘I didn’t think it would be you.’
No reply to that.
‘I’ll pay you double what I promised.’
‘Thanks, but no.’
‘But why not? Your kind lives for money.’
The mercenary pulled a silenced Luger out from under his trousers. ‘Maybe because I just don’t like you,’ he said. ‘Or maybe because sometimes I just want to feel clean...’ He shot Sabit between the eyes. ‘Just to see what it’s like..?
Blood drip-drip-dripped down the screen of the monitor and onto the floor beneath.
Clown got up from the chair and moved to the balcony, just in time to see the last of the sunset.
About the Author
Mick Lewis likes cannibals. He feels he has a bit of an insider viewpoint after having stayed in Irian Jaya, New Guinea with so-called ‘reformed’ tree-house-dwelling cannibals a couple of years back, who turned out on a subsequent visit last year still to be practising their flesh-eating customs. His girlfriend is also descended from Javanese cannibals, and one of his friends is a female tattooed Dayak whose grandparents only recently kicked the habit. This probably explains where the idea for Combat Rock came from... He is currently working as a clown scaring the hell out of children for Coco Pops and is the proud owner of a Jelangkung, a black magic ghost summoner from Java that actually works...
Acknowledgements
I s’pose I’d better thank The Clash, really... Complete Control, even over this book.
Mum and Dad of course.
The Korowai cannibals for bones and crazy times and for not eating me.
Wina’s family for welcoming the first white man they’d ever seen (and I’ll admit, a strange one) into their house and feeding him locusts. Pak Edi, Mbak Min and Duwi for friendship.
Jayapura (can you run guns from England?) ‘Julius’ for info and tales.
Haunted, crazy Mas Amat for the Jelangkung and for having sex with a ghost.
Dunc Acidclown McKean (the Madcap laughs). Sanity someday, maybe...
Big hug for Catherine for Diamonds, Dinosaur Heads and graveyard shoots and for warning me about Jakarta floods.
Fi, for giving Wina such a big welcome, John and Numi for beers.
Justin, for believing this stuff, and Sarah for her enthusiasm.
All those who appreciated Rags enough to post good reviews.
The Wotton Arseholes. Moggy, you’re a drunken bum.
All my friends (yeah you, Tina, Nazel, Punky and the rest of you), ya Weirdos.
Steve and Lili for support and Phil out on his ranch.
The bloke from Computer Problem Solutions who saved a third of Combat Rock from being lost.
And finally, all the Java and Bali Whorez – the happy, and the not so happy...
Document Outline
Front cover
Rear cover
Title page
Copyright
Contents
Mercy
Chapter One
Chapter Two
Chapter Three
Chapter Four
Chapter Five
Chapter Six
Chapter Seven
Chapter Eight
Chapter Nine
Chapter Ten
Chapter Eleven
Chapter Twelve
Chapter Thirteen
Chapter Fourteen
Chapter Fifteen
No Mercy
About the Author
Acknowledgements
Table of Contents
Chapter One
Chapter Two
Chapter Three
Chapter Four
Chapter Five
Chapter Six
Chapter Seven
Chapter Eight
Chapter Nine
Chapter Ten
Chapter Eleven
Chapter Twelve
Chapter Thirteen
Chapter Fourteen
Chapter Fifteen
Acknowledgements