The Wheel of Darkness (Agent Pendergast series)
Douglas Preston, Lincoln Child
A luxurious ocean liner on its maiden voyage around the North Atlantic, awash in wealth and decadence...
An old Tibetan field, its contents unknown, sealed with a terrifying warning...
An FBI agent destined to confront what he fears most--himself...
Mortification of homicide that had lain on her shoulders melted away, changed through a feeling of excitement, the serious pleasure and darkish pleasure she felt while she observed Pendergast’s brother tumble off the sting of los angeles Sciara into the red-hot depths under. That temporary ecstasy was once being provided to her now, perpetually. All she needed to do used to be step into the flames. yet another step. the hearth radiated its heat, licking up into her very limbs. She remembered him on the very aspect, the 2 of them locked.
Bridge, and he infrequently famous it. He seemed like a lifeless guy conversing. eighty a mild DRIZZLE OF RAIN FELL FROM THE EARLY MORNING SKY as LeSeur leaned opposed to the teak rail of the Britannia’s bow, in retrospect over the big vessel. He may perhaps see the darkish crowds of passengers urgent ahead alongside the decks, and he may perhaps pay attention, drifting up with the rain, their querulous voices as they jockeyed for place prior to the gangway, each one attempting to get off the send as fast as attainable.
impression of Tibetan meditative perform at the mind—and to their amazement they found that it really motives everlasting actual alterations within the mind and body.” They reached a crossing of the Tsangpo. The river used to be shallow and large on the ford, working merrily over a shallow mattress of cobbles, the speeding sound of water filling the air. Gingerly their horses stepped into the torrent and picked their approach throughout. They got here out at the some distance aspect and endured on. “And the smoke ghost? Is there a few.
path not.” Morin plucked a cigarette from the case and threw one based leg over the opposite. “Now, Mr. Pendergast. How might I be of provider to you?” “You have a stunning assortment, Dr. Morin.” Morin smiled, gestured round the room. “I promote purely via inner most placement. we're not, evidently, open to the general public. How lengthy have you ever been accumulating? I haven’t run throughout your identify ahead of, and that i satisfaction myself in figuring out so much every body within the field.” “I’m now not a collector.” Morin’s hand paused as.
Cement constitution. the motive force stopped without notice prior to it. “We are here,” he acknowledged. Pendergast stepped out and opened his umbrella. The air smelled of sulfur and petroleum fumes. He entered the station and made his approach via hordes of individuals, pushing, yelling, lugging large sacks and wheeling baskets. a few carried dwell, trussed-up chickens or geese, and one even wheeled alongside a piteously squalling pig tied up in an outdated twine buying cart. towards the again of the station, the throngs thinned and.