The Global Art Grab - sample chapter p1

Chuck Porecki stood on the roof of the skyscraper and looked over the edge. The pavement below was a very, long way down. If he were to fall... it would take precisely thirteen seconds before he made contact with the ground. He swayed closer to the edge as a sudden gust of wind made his long, black coat billow around him. There were many who thought Chuck was insane to do the things he did. But a normal explanation such as insanity didn't apply to him. Where his own safety was concerned, he simply didn't know the meaning of the word "fear". He took a small, leather pouch out of his pocket and turned it upside down. A molar tooth tumbled into his hand. He picked up the tooth which had a small spike underneath it and inserted in into his mouth. "Ok you two," I'm in the mood for breaking and entering!"