Murder on Puncak Jaya
(A Summit Murder Mystery)
by Charles G. Irion and
Ronald J. Watkins
Publisher: Irion Books, LLC
Adventurer Scott Devlon is out to climb Puncak Jaya, one of the world’s Seven Summits. Located between the Himalayas and Andes, Puncak Jaya is the highest mountain in Oceania. But conquering this challenging peak is the least of Devlon’s concerns. Situated in the heart of primitive New Guinea, Puncak Jaya is located in one of the most forbidding regions on earth, home to cannibals and headhunters. In this isolated land, Devlon must slash his way through a primordial jungle teaming with exotic and deadly wildlife. His journey takes him to the icy precipice of Puncak Jaya – only to find murder. Harrowing chases, rogue gold miners, prehistoric tribal rites converge to deliver non-stop adventure and a breathtaking climax atop the Pacific Rim. This book is the fourth in the exciting Summit Murder Mystery series. While each book stands alone each will provide a deeper connection with the characters and story lines. Every book is set against an exotic backdrop amidst some of the most breathtaking scenery on earth. Be sure to read all seven of the Summit Murder Mysteries: Murder on Everest, Murder on Elbrus, Murder on Mt. McKinley, Murder on Puncak Jaya, Murder on Aconcagua, Murder on Vinson Massif, Murder on Kilimanjaro.
We followed no trail. There was no sense of direction, no goal other than escape. Someone was in front, blindly fleeing; the rest of us followed, stumbling, falling, getting back up and running again. The light rain suddenly turned into a downpour engulfing us and great sweeping sheets. The jungle floor turned even more treacherous. Sandy slipped, fell hard, struggled to get up. I stopped and lifted her. There was blood across her body, bits and pieces of gray matter still stubbornly splattered on her face. I yanked her arm to urge her on. “This way.”
We ran. Arrows rained down again and behind us I heard a terrible war cry; a sound primordial and frightening. I spun and emptied the weapon at darting shadows, dropping it as I turned to run.
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