Temple of the Gods
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Another brilliant Wilde/Chase thriller from one of the best in the business - Andy McDermott. Archaeologist Nina Wilde's life has fallen apart. Her husband, ex-SAS soldier Eddie Chase is on the run, falsely accused of murder, and her only distraction has been investigating the origin of three strange statues stolen from her just before Eddie's disappearance. When Nina discovers they may be relics from the lost civilisation of Atlantis, it's clear that she has to get her head back in the game, and fast. Eddie, meanwhile, tries to stay ahead of the authorities as he hunts the man responsible for his fugitive status across the globe. A mysterious benefactor offers the information he needs - but the price will put him in direct conflict with his wife. When Nina learns that a Japanese industrialist has obtained the statues on the black market she immediately heads to Tokyo meet him, unaware that Eddie is already on his way. Their arrival unleashes a chain of events that could have devastating consequences for the world, setting Nina and Eddie on their most dangerous quest ever - with the future of humanity itself at stake...
the Australian answered, checking the warning lights. ‘Power’s draining fast, the thrusters are damaged, and . . .’ His face sank. ‘And?’ ‘And we’ve got maybe ten minutes before we start running out of air. The recycling system’s shot.’ ‘You couldn’t have started with that?’ ‘Wait, so even if we lose these guys chasing us, we’re still not going to be able to get to the surface?’ Nina said. ‘Well, that’s marvellous!’ The first signs of the SBX’s strewn wreckage came into view at the edge of
you fired,’ growled Meerkrieger. ‘No, we should have you shot!’ ‘I’m surprised at your attitude,’ said Stikes smugly. He gestured to a pair of his men, who roughly pulled Eddie, Nina and Larry to their feet, confiscating the MP7 and the case. ‘We have the statues, we have Dr Wilde . . . and Glas has been eliminated as a threat.’ ‘Not quite yet,’ said Sophia. Glas was writhing in his chair, both hands squeezed against his stomach wound in a futile attempt to stem the bleeding. He tried to speak,
pilots’ seats before examining a package of sterile dressings and a tube of antibiotic ointment. ‘About seventy miles, maybe?’ He checked the airspeed indicator. ‘It shouldn’t take too long to get there, then. Although I’ll remind you that I don’t have a clue how to land this thing.’ ‘You did okay with the takeoff. I think you’ll manage the landing too.’ ‘I’ll try to keep it below terminal velocity.’ Nina smiled, then looked round. Eddie still hadn’t reached the rear of the cabin. ‘Hurry up,
text. I thought so. And it is in the fourteenth arcosolium.’ ‘Well done, Paolo,’ said Popadopoulos. ‘It seems we really do not need a computer after all.’ ‘I, uh – I have been memorising the catacombs,’ said Agnelli. Nina wondered why he seemed so nervous about the admission, but Belardinelli’s irritable words gave her an explanation. ‘Yes, he is always wandering off when I need him!’ He returned the card to the drawer, giving the computer a contemptuous glare. ‘Still, at least he is learning
another spar and swung again, Eddie ducking just in time to avoid a machete blow to his face. The blade clanged against the hull above his head. He retaliated with a punch, but only caught the Zimbabwean’s shoulder as he drew back the machete for another attack. A churning sensation in Eddie’s stomach told him that he was in freefall. The Antonov was picking up speed in its dive. Which gave him a new dimension in which to fight. Boodu slashed at him – but Eddie had already kicked away and shot