The Lost Island (Gideon Crew)
Douglas Preston, Lincoln Child
Gideon Crew--brilliant scientist, grasp thief--is dwelling on borrowed time. while his mysterious business enterprise, Eli Glinn, supplies him an eyebrow-raising undertaking, he has no cause to refuse. Gideon's job: thieve a web page from the valuable publication of Kells, now on reveal in big apple urban and guarded via unbreakable protection.
Accomplishing the most unlikely, Gideon steals the parchment--only to benefit that hidden underneath the gorgeously illuminated photograph is a treasure map courting again to the time of the traditional Greeks. As they contemplate the unusual map, they detect that the treasure it ends up in is not any usual fortune. it really is whatever way more beneficial: an awesome discovery which may even perhaps store Gideon's life.
Together along with his new companion, Amy, Gideon follows a path of cryptic clues to an unknown island in a distant nook of the Caribbean Sea. There, off the adversarial and desolate Mosquito Coast, the pair become aware of the intense treasure they're looking conceals an excellent better shock-a revelation so profound that it will possibly gain the total human race . . . if Gideon and Amy can survive.
Will ultimately hit the Mosquito Coast of Nicaragua and Honduras—not precisely the Côte d’Azur.” “And you name this a excitement cruise?” Gideon requested dubiously. “You simply have to workout universal sense—and be careful,” Garza acknowledged. “So what, precisely, is our excuse for cruising during this Caribbean desert?” “You’re event travelers,” Glinn advised him. “In your briefing books, you've our research of the map up to now. you furthermore mght have copies of the map itself. We’ve committed a Cray XE6 Opteron 6172.
Whitecaps. “There’s a headland referred to as Punta Taroa approximately 5 miles ahead,” acknowledged Amy. “According to the chart, there’s a sheltered bay simply at the back of that.” Gideon can make out the headland: an immense pyramid of black rock pounded via surf, with a string of sand dunes working clear of it inland, within the defend of a serrated ridge. He sought for whatever that may resemble the U yet may possibly see not anything. They rounded the purpose and—as proven at the chart—a shallow bay seemed, with a crescent of.
Lolling again, spittle drooling from her lips. He couldn’t think what a great actress she was once. the executive, sporting a coconut cup with the foul beverage, knelt in entrance of her and gave her a number of difficult slaps. Her eyes flew open. He placed the cup to her mouth. creating a face, she drank down the concoction. She fell again, once more subconscious. Gideon eased her down. A minute handed whereas she lay immobile. the strain and anxiousness from the executive and iPhone have been palpable. They stood over her,.
pores and skin and looked as if it would hot his very bones: a heat greater than mere warmth; a heat of spirit and of existence itself. As he lay there, he observed that the boys round him had risen, unsteadily, smiling blissfully like him. yet they looked as if it would have a few form of goal, those very good pals of his. They came to visit to him and he felt himself being lifted up, carried, their powerful, muscled fingers bearing him along—deeper into the cave. the heat of the hearth started to fade, as did the firelight, yet Gideon.
His mouth. He drank from one of many canteens and took inventory. that they had liters of water, the final granola bars, and items of pemmican-like foodstuff, wrapped in banana leaves, given to them by means of the Indians. The scientific equipment nonetheless had lots of bandages, antibiotics, and painkillers. He crept to the sting and peered over. They have been maybe 200 toes above the ocean. yet from the vantage aspect of the cave it was once most unlikely to work out upward. From the silhouette he had noticeable of the island the.