It was the seventh time they had pushed the American boy down into the liquid excrement of the cesspit that he failed to fight back and died down there, every orifice filled with unspeakable filth.
When they were done, the men put down their poles, sat on the grass, laughed, and smoked. Then they finished off the other aid worker and the six orphans, took the relief agency off-road, and drove back across the mountain.
It was May 15, 1995.
Forsyth, Frederick - Avenger
Hard to believe, but the description of this act only gets worse as the reader continues reading.
Chapter 1's first line made me think of my own book, Toe the Line for the mentions of the Triathlon.
He leaned into the gradient and once again fought the enemy of his own pain. It was a torture and a therapy. That was why he did it.
Those who know often say that of all the disciplines the triathlon is the most brutal and unforgiving. The decathlete has more skills to master, and putting the shot needs more brute strength; but for fearsome stamina and the capacity to meet the pain and beat it, there are few trials like the triathlon.
Forsyth, Frederick - Avenger
Note to self, when faced with the choice of a first line about triathlons or about murder of children in a cess pool, choose the murder. Forsythe does and it makes you want to know more.
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