Find Skuld!

Find Skuld! Chimaera: Anzi Nazi Squad Vol. 1, by Matteo Strukul & Marco Piva

When you read Matteo Strukul, wear something washable. The action is non-stop, and the blood flies off the page (Linwood Barclay).

Matteo Strukul is one of the most important new voices in Italian crime fiction and must be read (Joe Lansdale).

April 1945. Richard “Ishmael” MacLachlan, a member of the Scottish Commandos, and Marco “Gerico” Caregnato, an Alpino who joined the Partisans, are coerced to become the élite members of an international task force.

Officially dead, they are dispatched in the middle of a Nazi-controlled area with a bloodstained map and a single order, something that may cost them more than they are ready to sacrifice.
They must FIND SKULD!

A novella by Matteo Strukul and Marco Piva.

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Find Skuld! Chimaera: Anzi Nazi Squad Vol. 1, by Matteo Strukul & Marco Piva

Chapter 1 – ISHMAEL

Call me fuckin’ Ishmael. Everyone does, since some eejit found out that it’s my middle name. My da saddled me with it. He likes to read. Liked. With all the stuff one can do with his life, I don’t know, play rugby, golf, drink your face off, shag my ma. Aye, creepy to think about, but I was born, so they must have. So, fuckin’ Ishmael.

Bloody Lieutenant Barr, dropping middle names in his roll call. Until then I’d persuaded everyone that my middle initial stood for Innes. My ma’s maiden name, as per tradition. Ishmael. A Jewish name I’m told. If I was Jewish I’m sure I’d love it. First name’s Richard by the way. I just spent almost a full day lying in the shite and shooting at a wee house on top of a mound in the middle of a swamp.

I’m told we’re close to some big river here. If we manage to push the Nazis back across that river we’re as good as home. Anyway, that house was packed with fuckin’ Nazis. And a bunch of Italians. There’s more of those on our side though. Garibaldi, those on our side call themselves. Whatever. I’m not sure I know what’s going on there. I mean, here, in Italy.

I was hiding behind some stones with an Aussie. A Matilda. The Jerrys shot back. Hit the Matilda. He’s fine though. Only dead. Got pieces of his brain on my bonnet. That gunk is hard to wash away. Bloody hard. I guess I should’ve known though. It is April Fool’s day after all. Then a plane came by. One of ours. Dropped a bomb. It was fuckin’ close by the way.

Closer to the house though. It went down. Nazis and all. About half a dozen stood up. I started trying to cut them down one by one. Caught one between the eyes. Payback for having killed the Matilda. As if I cared […]

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