Andrew Ian Dodge brings us more from Galad’s tales…
“You bastard Galad!” grunted the large man. “You fucking promised me 5000 quid! And the pick of the women!’
“Yes, I did Ahmed,” he calmly paused lifting the man with ease. “You promised me that things would go smoothly.”
“What the hell you playing at?”
Galad tossed him into the large hole. He yelled behind him; “enjoy your 72 virgins unbeliever!”
Ahmed screamed as he plummeted into darkness unaware of the gapeing maw beneath him.
“But not before you help feed my helper!” Looking at the collection of fag ends on the ground. “Hope it enjoys the taste of nicotine.”