Welcome To The Jungle
I came for the story, not to fuck the cold-eyed killer guarding my ass.
Chapter 1 I sat in the back of the helicopter, knees jammed against my bags, the helo rattling and bouncing as it cut through the rain-heavy African sky. Raindrops streaking across the round perspex window, smearing the view into nothing. The crew chief leaned in, grabbed my shoulder, and held up two fingers. “Two minutes and we’re home,” he shouted in my ear. Home. Right. I looked out the scratched glass, hoping to glimp...