Escape From Shadow Island (2009) - Plot & Excerpts
IT WAS ON the ground floor of the fortress, a big corner office with a desk the size of a table-tennis table, a leather sofa and armchairs at one end, and a lot of artwork on the walls. The soldiers had put him in a chair facing the desk and taken up positions beside him. When the man in the black suit entered the room, they stepped away from Max, but not far. Max was aware of them watching him, their submachine guns slung across their chests. The man in the black suit sat in a high-backed swivel chair behind the desk. He was a nondescript person in almost every respect. He was neither tall nor short, fat nor thin. His hair was a mixture of brown and gray, his complexion was pinkish, and he wore rectangular rimless spectacles over pale-blue eyes that had as much warmth in them as an arctic lake. He was the kind of person you could pass in the street and not notice, or meet and forget about five minutes later. Yet Max realized he must be Julius Clark, the owner of Shadow Island and one of the richest men on earth.
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