FOREWORD by Alan Duff 7 ONE "Has he got one leg?" 9 TWO "Emu, you've gotta go back in." 23 THREE "What'll we do now?" 34 FOUR "You need to come clean, son, or things could go badly." 46 FIVE "We're all on a fishing trip in the Sounds." 52 SIX "It's a secret message, man." 55 SEVEN "We've got some shit going on with the Angels." 66 EIGHT "Fuck with the bull and you'll get the horn." 75 NINE "If you sit by the river long enough, the bodies of your enemies will float by." 87 TEN "I didn't do it. I don't believe she's dead." 95 ELEVEN "Run it up the flagpole and see who salutes." 101 TWELVE "You're not in the Schooner anymore." 113 THIRTEEN "Shoot to kill." 117 FOURTEEN "There's a guy out there who looks exactly like Mark Phillips." 125 FIFTEEN "Badness grows like rice in the fields." 139 SIXTEEN "You guys will also be killed in the explosion." 149 SEVENTEEN The legal mile. 154 EIGHTEEN "This will change investigation and security forever." 162 NINETEEN "Very bad times have befallen us." 181 TWENTY "My client wants his money back." 191 TWENTY-ONE "Something bad has happened with the case." 197 TWENTY-TWO "Trust comes on foot but leaves on horseback." 204 TWENTY-THREE "This place is getting a hold on us." 213 TWENTY-FOUR Drive a black Mercedes. Tell lies. 226 TWENTY-FIVE "Would it be fatal if I was to tell you I had been in the police?" 237
Foreword by Alan Duff I first read about Mark's extraordinary story in the New Zealand Herald online while living in France some five years ago. I made contact with a view to maybe write his story because it was so fascinating. We met and I decided to have a crack. Sadly, my attempt fell well short. I know why: It was his story, he had lived it, especially that one year undercover with some of Auckland's most hardened criminals. He was only twenty. You talk about good acting. This young man acted brilliantly because every long, usually drunken day, his life was in danger. It would only take someone from police training days to recognise him and recall old times. And he was dead. Or for some drunk paranoid crim to point the finger and call him a "nark." Narks in every criminal society are the worst form of life that must be obliterated. Mark withstood this intolerable pressure for a whole year. A year that ended in him witnessing an actual murder. He was right there. He knew the guy who did it, and his girlfriend victim. But love had its nose in here too, as unwittingly he crossed paths with his future wife, a constable attending the scene of the murder. Meeting later as members of the same Auckland Police squad, they have now enjoyed thirty-plus happy years of marriage. The private investigator Mark van Leewarden is also another incredible story, more often than not fraught with danger chasing fraudsters around the world and frequently nailing them. Read this book and marvel at one very courageous, determined, even relentless, genuine good guy.
This is the true story of a Kiwi cop who survives the dangerous double life of an undercover agent and goes on to become New Zealand's most successful international fraud investigator.