Chapters (69)
- Cover
- Half Title
- By the Same Author
- Dedication
- Acknowledgements
- Prologue
- Part One
- Chapter 1
- Chapter 2
- Chapter 3
- Chapter 4
- Chapter 5
- Chapter 6
- Chapter 7
- Chapter 8
- Chapter 9
- Chapter 10
- Chapter 11
- Chapter 12
- Chapter 13
- Part Two
- Chapter 14
- Chapter 15
- Chapter 16
- Chapter 17
- Chapter 18
- Chapter 19
- Chapter 20
- Chapter 21
- Chapter 22
- Chapter 23
- Chapter 24
- Chapter 25
- Chapter 26
- Chapter 27
- Chapter 28
- Part Three
- Chapter 29
- Chapter 30
- Chapter 31
- Chapter 32
- Chapter 33
- Chapter 34
- Chapter 35
- Chapter 36
- Chapter 37
- Chapter 38
- Chapter 39
- Chapter 40
- Chapter 41
- Chapter 42
- Part Four
- Chapter 43
- Chapter 44
- Chapter 45
- Chapter 46
- Chapter 47
- Chapter 48
- Chapter 49
- Chapter 50
- Chapter 51
- Chapter 52
- Chapter 53
- Chapter 54
- Chapter 55
- Chapter 56
- Chapter 57
- Chapter 58
- Epilogue
That was interesting, he thought. It indicated that any security presence at the site might not be quite as large as he had feared. The two people carriers drew up together in a car park. A car park that was intended for the park’s visitors. Lines were painted, while already positioned were several other people carriers of the same make, as well as a large Humvee. Not far away was a sign with blood-dripping words saying, ‘This Way to Murder World’ in English and – he assumed – Polish.
The men assembled. From the boot of the people carrier, List took two M-16s, one of which he handed to Wilson. Taking the weapon, Wilson’s eyes were on Abbott. Abbott wondered if one of the dead or wounded back at Travelodge was big pals with Wilson. He’d have to watch that one.
Now Kilgore swept his arm around as though introducing Abbott to the place. ‘What do you think of it so far?’
‘I think it’s a car park, mate. It’s a nice car park, but I’ll be honest, it’s not the first car park I’ve ever seen.’
Kilgore chuckled. ‘This is Norton Gaming’s latest attraction. It’s due to open next year. The world’s first murder-themed theme park. Adults only, of course.’
‘Got to protect the children,’ said Abbott pointedly. ‘What’s next? Sex World? Drug World?’
Kilgore almost smiled. Almost. ‘You’re closer to the truth than you might imagine.’
‘Sex World. I knew it. You’ll be opening that one in Chipping Norton, no doubt.’
‘Oi, Billy Connolly,’ said McGregor, ‘let’s get a move on, shall we? People to see.’
They moved off with Kilgore and McGregor at the head of the pack, List and Wilson covering Abbott with the M-16s, Abbott’s hands still zip-tied in front of him. He had thought about trying to work at the tie and loosen it, but then again, why waste energy? He had no plans to escape. Not yet at least. He wanted to give every indication of playing ball, going along with the scheme. So he went willingly with his captors, and instead of plotting escape took stock of his surroundings.