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Four centuries ago, a precious idol was hidden in the jungles of Peru. To the Incan people, it is still the ultimate symbol of their spirit. To William race, an American linguist enlisted by the U.S. Army to decipher the clues to its location, it's the ultimate symbol of the apocalypse...
Carved from a rare stone not found on Earth, the idol possesses elements more destructive than any nuclear bomb--a virtual planet killer. In the wrong hands it could mean the end of mankind. And whoever possesses the idol, possesses the unfathomable--and cataclysmic--power of the gods...
Now, in the foothills of the Andes, Race's team has arrived--but they're not alone. And soon they'll discover that to penetrate the temple of the idol is to break the first rule of survival.
Because some treasures are meant to stay buried..and forces are ready to kill to keep it that way...
the goods and, on top of that, I kind of thought that the publishers I’d offered it to hadn’t given it a fair go (some, I am certain, didn’t even read it). So I figured that I had to get the attention of a major publisher some other way. I reasoned that publishers go to bookstores to see where their books are placed etc, so if I could get Contest onto the shelves of major bookstores, maybe someone in the publishing industry would see it. And so, with the help of my brother, Stephen, I published
boss. There were three other men in the room. Two soldiers, one civilian. The two soldiers were dressed and armed in much the same manner as the guards outside—fatigues, helmets, laser-sighted M-16s—and they both looked extremely fit. One appeared to be a little older than the other. He held his helmet formally, wedged firmly between his elbow and his ribs, and he had close-cropped black hair that barely reached his forehead. Race’s sandy-brown hair fell constantly down into his eyes. The
hyperventilate. ‘Oh my God! Oh my God! Oh my God!’ Behind Chambers, Race saw that Gaby Lopez now had a deep bloody gash above her left eye. She must have hit her head when the Humvee had impacted against the chopper. ‘We have to get out of here!’ Lauren yelled. ‘You think!’ Race shouted, as a large silver fish with big teeth was carried in through the windshield in front of him and landed in his lap. Just then there came a loud whump! from somewhere to his left and Race was almost jolted out
Krauss said, ‘Every fifty years or so, there is a spate of unusual deaths in this part of the Amazon rainforest. At those times, local men who embark on night-time trips between villages are known to just, well, disappear. On rare occasions, their remains are found in the morning. At those times, men are found with their throats wrenched from their bodies or their spines ripped out. ‘The local people have a name for the beast that comes in the night to kill without mercy, a name which has been
village, enter the quenko and take the third tunnel on the right-hand side. From there, alternate left then right, taking the first tunnel you see every time, but make sure you go to the left first. The quenko will take you to the waterfall overlooking the vast wetland forests. The secret to the labyrinth is simple, one only has to know where to begin. Trust me, young gold-eater, and mark these gifts. They could save your life.’ Refreshed by my slumber, I wandered up onto the roof of the