Several twists and turns later, they stopped to get their breath back. Noddy was starting to sober up. All that time and effort spent tossing back beers, destroyed by a surge of adrenaline.
“You’re still insane, you know that?” He managed to get this out while propping himself against a wall, drawing great gulps of air into his lungs. Morag smiled sweetly and winked as she dug in her pocket and handed over his share of the cash.
She’d lost one of her earrings in the dash to safety. Which was just as well. They had been a beautifully-matched pair of dried, used tampons, dangling from silver sleepers. Mick sold these as novelty jewellery at the local flea market, and they seemed to be taking off. His other innovations included necklaces made from cats’ ears, and top hats much like the one their victim had worn. On demand, Mick could supply a fully-fledged catskin. No questions were ever asked.
“You should have seen your face.” Morag had obviously recovered enough breath to laugh. “Getting soft, are we? What happened to your Viking blood?”
Noddy pushed himself upright and started off down the alley. His life was interesting enough without hanging around psychopathic criminals.
“Hey. Stick around. Maybe I’ll buy you a drink when we get to Valhalla.”
Which showed that she wasn’t completely beyond redemption.
To keep people entertained while we all struggle to find our feet in a world suddenly flipped upside down – I’m releasing Dancing in Valhalla in weekly installments.
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Full published version includes 13 twisted tales of music, magick, mayhem & murder.
Some torn from headlines in sunny South Africa where, for many, these are part of everyday life.
Shop for shrunken heads in a village that time forgot.
Witness an ancient ritual passed down from the Aztecs through Jack the Ripper to modern-day London.
Savour the sweet taste of revenge in a French restaurant.
And sit in on the Grim Reaper’s disciplinary hearing.
Relax and enjoy an assortment of characters nearly as twisted as the endings of these 13 tales of psychological suspense.
Physical paperback copies are once again available from BookDealers of Rivonia – 40 Wessel Road, Rivonia, Sandton.
And from Snow Lion in 7th Street, Melville.
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