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    A Dangerous Scotsman in Afghanistan
    A Dangerous Scotsman in Afghanistan
    A Dangerous Scotsman in Afghanistan
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    A Dangerous Scotsman in Afghanistan

    By Mike Ward

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    Robert Berenson is a Canadian with the NATO mission in Afghanistan. Berenson is a psycho and a bully and so far he’s gotten away with it. Waiting for Berenson just over the next hill is a man called Duncan McNeill. McNeill is dressed like an Afghan, blends in very easily and speaks Dari, Pashtu and the two Turkic languages that are used in Afghanistan, Uzbek and Turkmen.

    Berenson is highly trained and normally he would be able to take care of a man like Duncan McNeill very easily but there’s something Berenson could never anticipate - Duncan McNeill knows magic. Also waiting with Duncan McNeill is something that looks like a woman but is actually a magic spell and she is extremely dangerous.

    LanguageEnglish
    PublisherMike Ward
    Release dateFeb 28, 2016
    ISBN9781311833969
    A Dangerous Scotsman in Afghanistan
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    Mike Ward

    Mike Ward was born in Glasgow, Scotland and currently lives in Florida, United States with his wife and two children. He is the author of two novels, two non-fiction books and six series of novellas:Parallel Realities seriesThe House on Mars seriesJacksonville Jack seriesStephen Haggerty Assassin seriesLisa Molin Assassin seriesDangerous Scotsman seriesHe is also the author of 60 short stories and novellas

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      A Dangerous Scotsman in Afghanistan - Mike Ward

      A Dangerous Scotsman in Afghanistan

      by Mike Ward

      Cover photo taken in the Tennessee Mountains by Mike Ward

      Copyright 2016 Mike Ward

      Published by Mike Ward at Smashwords

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      A Dangerous Scotsman in Afghanistan

      And who might you be and what are you doing here? Robert Berenson said.

      Duncan McNeill looked up at the man above him. I’m not in favor of having a gun pointed at me when I haven’t done anything wrong laddie, he said.

      What the hell are you doing here? Robert Berenson said.

      I’m hiking, McNeill said.

      Nobody hikes here, Berenson said. He flipped the safety off his gun.

      You don’t need to do that, Duncan McNeill said. I represent no danger to you. That was a lie; Duncan McNeill was extremely dangerous. Who are you with?

      I’m with the NATO Coalition, Berenson said. Now I’ll repeat; who are you and what are you doing here.

      My name is Duncan McNeill and I’ve been coming to Afghanistan for a very long time, far longer than you and your boys have been coming. I’ll be here when you’re gone too.

      I doubt that, Robert Berenson said. In fact this guy might not last the afternoon if he wasn’t careful.

      I heard there’s an American going round here causing trouble for the Afghans living around here. That wouldn’t be you would it by any chance.

      I’m Canadian, Berenson said.

      Interesting. I thought the Canadians were nice guys. If you’re the man I’m looking for then you’re definitely not a nice guy, the Scotsman said.

      Not all Canadians are nice.

      At that point Duncan McNeill knew that he had the right man. It was in his head just to kill the Canadian but that would be a little unfair so they would talk first. And then it was likely that McNeill would kill the Canadian.

      Do you want to tell me why you’re out here? Berenson said.

      I’m looking for a bad man; I’m getting the sense that I’ve found him.

      Can you open your pack please? Berenson said. He holstered his gun to put the other man off guard.

      I can do that but first I’d like to know why you want to look in my pack?

      NATO can search anyone’s pack, Berenson said.

      There’s a picnic in my pack; I told you I was hiking. I’ve been coming to Afghanistan a long time. I’ve hiked everywhere in this country.

      Where are you hiking to?

      I’m hiking from Meshed to Herat.

      Now I definitely want to see what’s in your pack, Berenson said. Meshed was over the border in Iran. How did you cross the border?

      I walked across, McNeill said.

      This was going on too long. Berenson pulled his taser out and shot the Scotsman in the chest. Berenson was fast but not fast enough. The Scotsman fell over and started screaming and Berenson looked down at the knife sticking out of his side. There was no pain as yet but that knife had to be sharp; it had gone straight through his jacket and through his shirt. It was buried in his intestines; he knew that much. Berenson was in very little danger; he had read somewhere that Japanese soldiers had been taught always to twist their bayonets after pushing them into an enemy. If you didn’t do that the enemy could pull the bayonet out and use it on you. Twist the bayonet from side to side after you pushed it in and the other man was screwed. Berenson pulled the knife out slowly; it hadn’t gone in anything like as deeply as he had first thought. He took his jacket off and folded it up into a bandage and pressed it into his side; there was some blood but not too much.

      Berenson could get help from NATO forces quickly if he needed to but if he did that he would have to explain the man in front of him and he didn’t want to do that. He didn’t want this man talking to authorities and he especially didn’t want anyone probing what he did here. You could get away with doing a lot to the natives in Afghanistan as long as you didn’t make waves and create headlines. Handing the Scotsman over was likely to do that. Berenson turned the taser off and waited for the other man to recover.

      After a minute McNeill rolled over and sat up. He stared Berenson right in the eyes. Berenson didn’t like that so he turned the taser on again. This time he kept it on for five minutes. He was just considering whether to cut one of the Scotsman’s ears off when he heard a voice behind him.

      What are you doing to my master?

      The voice was beautiful, melodic even. Berenson turned round and beheld one of the most beautiful women he had ever seen in his life. Her eyes were green like those of many people in Afghanistan. They were soft and they held concern for the man on the ground. If Berenson had had any brains at all the word master would have put him immediately on his guard. It should have but it didn’t. He was enraptured by this woman and after he had dispatched the Scotsman he was going to fuck her. She was tall, maybe about five feet ten and she had long dark hair. She wore a shawl over her head but her face was uncovered.

      Berenson realized he was still holding down on the button for the power to the taser. He switched it off. The Scotsman lay unconscious on the ground. The woman walked over and knelt by him. She kept a wary eye on Berenson. Although Berenson didn’t know it this woman was even more dangerous than the Scotsman. He was outsmarted although not outgunned; he still had a small chance of getting away but it was a very limited chance. He was close to being trapped in a web.

      What did you do to him? the woman said. I’ve never seen him like this.

      Berenson ignored her question. What’s your name? he said.

      My name is Taraneh, she said.

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