A Native American artifact points the way to one of the greatest legends in history!
Archaeologist Dima Zafrani receives a mysterious package containing fragments of an unknown text that proves the existence of the lost Book of Noah. Pursued by a shadow organization known only as The Trident, Dima crosses paths with former Navy SEALs turned treasure hunters Dane Maddock and Bones Bonebrake. Can the three find the legendary Noah Stones before the Trident can harness their power?
Join Dane and Bones on another action-packed adventure as they set off on a quest for the Ark!
Genre: FICTION / Action & AdventureBestseller in Action-Adventure, Men's Adventure, Pulp Thrillers, and Sea Adventures. The Dane Maddock series has sold over 300,000 copies!
Robert couldn’t possibly drink another cup of Turkish coffee. It was delicious, without a doubt, but he’d been jittery even before wandering into the tiny cafe in this dirty corner of Dogubeyazit. Besides, he’d sat in one place for too long. He should get moving again.
He handed a few bills to the man behind the counter and watched them disappear. The man gave him a quick smile, mischief dancing in his eyes, and turned away. Oh well, getting back change was the least of his concerns right now.
“Excuse me, but can you tell me how to get to…”
The man shook his head. “No English,” he said, his back still to Robert.
“That’s all right, then. Thank you.”
He stepped out of the dimly lit shop and onto the dark street. No one seemed to be about at what would have been considered an early hour back home. That was fine with him. He tucked his hands into his pockets and resumed his search for the way back.
Every shadow made him jump. The tiny shadows that flitted across the windows lining the darkened street, dancing across the corners of his vision. The flat, distorted shadows cast by the moonlight. All were dark and foreboding. But it was the moving shadows that were the worst. The long thin shadows that swept across him with every vehicle that passed along the main street. He imagined each one was a hand reaching out to grab him.
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Dutch
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Already translated.
Translated by Fleur Koetsier
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Portuguese
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Translation in progress.
Translated by Nuno Lopes
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Spanish
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Already translated.
Translated by Alfonso García Gallegos
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