Dressed in pantaloons and bloused shirt, the king stood slightly off-center, a huge pit of darkness carefully positioned over his right shoulder beyond his peacock-feathered hat. The Duchess Elizabeth looked over the countenance of her boorish relative and wondered if he e...
Holding a torch in one hand, the Colt .45 in the other, he walked openly through the catacombs, alone. There was no way to catch this creature unaware. He couldn't move silently enough, nor were shadows that inked the corridor more than shades of gray to its keen eyes. At ...
Soloman waited one minute before he moved. In seconds he reached the fire escape and descended, moving fast to slide down the ladder and hit the ground hard. Roving eyes alert to everything and everyone, he walked slowly up the alley and across the street. Then he strolled...
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Suddenly Chavez's knife was torn from his hand, spinning like a wheel to land in the dirt. Chavez nodded, grunted, and picked up the knife, which was still in its sheath. And they began again, sparring, slashing with the sheathed weapons, moving and fighting as if the blad...
As he walked toward it, he kept wondering what in the hell that article had to do with anything. He knew it was important but it didn't make any sense. Whatever beast was captured in those pictures was long dead. But clearly it meant something to the good doctor. Maybe it would mean something to ...
Sol Tolvanos as he leaned over the Observation Room panel. His fish-white face glistened with a thin sheen of sweat, and his lips moved minutely as if mouthing silent awe, or praise. On the monitor the massive black scales of Leviathan could be seen through the vaporous sh...