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Ghosts of Los Hellas
Ghosts of Los Hellas
Ghosts of Los Hellas
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Spirits are restless in Los Hellas. Following reports of ghosts being sighted on the island, Felix McGuiggan has been contracted by the SWIFTWATER Corporation to reassure the natives and prove their new virtual reality technology isn't responsible. Gig has never believed in ghosts, but tracking one down may be the only way he can get paid.

LanguageEnglish
PublisherWill Perks
Release dateJul 8, 2018
ISBN9780463783726
Ghosts of Los Hellas
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    Ghosts of Los Hellas - Will Perks

    Ghosts of Los Hellas

    Copyright 2018 Will Perks

    Published by Will Perks at Smashwords

    Cover Art by Rob McCue

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    The sharp drop to Los Hellas Airstrip reminded Gig of 'Nam. Not the real war, of course, but the twentieth century celluloid reproductions he often surfed past on late-night cable. Platoon, Apocalypse Now, Full Metal Jacket. Topographically it was a fair comparison. Cradled in the sweaty palm of the Pacific, you could easily mistake tropical Los Hellas for some outlying Vietnamese atoll. Lush palms fringed flat beaches speckled with shells and narrow-skulled gulls. Beyond them lay a limitless green stratified by shadow and a heat as intense as anaesthesia.

    The plane was a decommissioned military jet and the pilot was a decommissioned military Lieutenant in a sweat-patched airline uniform that bulged grossly at the belly and chest. Gig had hated the man at first sight and felt vindicated, later, when the pilot started cracking crude jokes. Disgusted, Gig spent the duration of the flight staring dreamlessly out the window. Even from several hundred feet he could still see the pale outlines of the new SWIFTWATER cables surrounding Los Hellas' jagged coastline.

    Lucas had mentioned the cables in his correspondence about the project, referring to them by the name coined by the Los Hellan natives. Gusano de agua - waterworms. Which was a fitting term, especially when you considered the burrowing intestinal waterworms you could contract in these parts, those thick fleshy invertebrates that snuck up your asshole in shallow water and could only be flushed out surgically.

    That was the SWIFTWATER Corporation all over: tenacious and unashamedly parasitic.

    Los Hellas customs was a skinny guy with a Hitler moustache and a one-eyed Alsatian called Rambo. Gig filled in a declaration form (No drugs, No alcohol, No weaponry) while the dog pushed its wet nose insistently into the back of his knees. By the time Skinny Hitler had processed his papers, Gig was certain of one thing. This project - whatever it was - had a strong public relations element to it. He'd been called here in part because of his face. The Los Hellans were Mexican-European half-breeds, but they looked like him.

    Lucas Carter was waiting for Gig in the airstrip cafeteria, one hand on his wallet, the other marking jukebox time

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