Swordsman's Legacy (Rogue Angel, Book 15)
Alex Archer, Michele Hauf
Archaeologist Annja Creed visits France to discover D'Artagnan's misplaced sword, lacking because the 17th century, and Ascher Vallois, one among Annja's treasure-hunting acquaintances, believes he has positioned the location of the relic which can carry the major to a fortune.
a person who had a bead on his purely final kidney. acknowledged treasure hunter was once surprisingly lacking in the intervening time. the place is Vallois? she puzzled. Shaking her shoulders and combing them along with her loose hand to take away the free hay, Annja then transferred the rapier to her correct hand and stalked again into the home. there has been extra to this. Annja felt it in her very bones. And now the main helpful piece of proof have been stolen. HIS males labored all hours of the clock. they'd no suggestion of.
The room. “No errors subsequent time,” Jacques known as because the door closed. He drew up the sword sooner than him and saw because the blood pooled on the base of the blood grove and drooled over the swept hilt. “I’d safeguard this DNA facts if the fool weren’t this type of loathsome individual.” Drawing the blade around the sleeve of his contrary arm, he wiped clean away the blood then lower back the sword to its place at the wall. A closet with a dozen fresh white shirts waited within the adjacent room. He walked.
wisdom of the hidden map? now not to any extent further than a handful, she figured. That left her and Ascher. “Did you submit in regards to the map on-line, Ascher?” “You have learn all that I’ve published in regards to the sword, and also you recognize i used to be very wary to easily conjecture, by no means admit that i presumed i used to be shut. Annja, do you now not belief me?” “Take a glance on the proof from my perspective. There’s much to be stated in your guilt. What approximately this man who took your kidney?” That incident nonetheless blew her brain. “How.
“Oh?” Annja heard steel sliding throughout a gentle floor. a couple of clicks throughout a keyboard. has to be a computer on a table. “Show me,” the 1st voice stated. The keys clattered. Annja especially sensed somebody paced sooner than her. some other beat the creak of leather-based sounded from low, close to the ground. Squeaky footwear. That introduced her count number to 3 within the room, along with herself. thus far. The final she remembered was once shouting for Ascher to escape—with the map. He had, by means of jumping to the passing water bus in a.
Universe works in unusual methods. occasionally it attracts me to the place I may be, even if the explanation isn’t instantly obvious. yet this time it pulled the rug correct out from less than me.” “But it used to be a g-good event, yes?” “It’s no longer over but. Come on, Ascher, you are able to do this.” They rounded the nook, and Annja stepped over the fallen goon. She held her head excessive, directing the headlamp around the partitions, so Ascher may possibly merely make out the description of the fellow to step over him. the sunshine didn’t fall.