The Whole Business With Kiffo And The Pitbull (2004) - Plot & Excerpts
She got dressed quickly, paying no attention to the thin scar that ran down the side of her stomach. A memento of a fight in Beirut. Just before she had broken his neck, he had slashed her across the abdomen. Later, she had stitched herself with a sharpened twig and a length of twine she had fashioned from local native grasses. A neat job, even more remarkable because she had no anaesthetic. She preferred to bite on a bullet.One time, she had been sewing her ear back on in Botswana when she bit too hard and shot a passing antelope. Her eyes flickered as she detected a sound in the corridor outside her hotel room. Nerves on full alert, she whipped her Walther PPK semi-automatic from the holster and with cat-like grace backflipped across the room, pressing herself against the wall. There was a knock on the door. ‘Who is it?’ she breathed. ‘Room Service,’ came the reply. Calma registered the voice and instantaneously processed its accent. Despite the attempt at disguise – good, but not quite good enough – she placed it within a second.
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