[Jack Parlabane 04] • Be, My Enemy V1.0

It was a junket, a freebie. A 'team-building' weekend in the highlands for

lawyers, advertising execs, businessmen, even the head of a charity. Oh, and a

journalist, specially solicited for his renowned and voluble scepticism - Jack

Parlabane. Amid the flying paintballs and flowing Shiraz even the most cynical

admit the organisers have pulled some surprises - stalkers in the forest,

power cuts in the night, mass mobile phone thefts, disappearing staff,

disappearing guests: there's nothing can bring out people's hidden strengths

or break down inter-personal barriers quite like not having a clue what's

going on and being scared out of your wits. However, when the only vehicular

access for thirty miles is cut off it seems that events are being orchestrated

not just for pleasure ... And that's before they find the first body.

Thereafter, 'finding out who your colleagues really are' is not so much an end

product as the key to reaching Monday morning alive. Visit the author's

website at [www.brookmyre.co.uk](http://www.brookmyre.co.uk)