Treasure of Lima (Rogue Angel, Book 46)
Alex Archer, Joseph Nassise
White shorelines and coral reefs will be adventure-proof…
For archaeologist and television exhibit host Annja Creed, a restful holiday in Costa Rica is as elusive as an extraordinary artifact. Days into her sojourn, Annja's peace is interrupted via a lady with a mysterious—and enticing—tale. Weeks prior, her husband led an excursion into the rain wooded area, looking for the misplaced treasure of Lima, and hadn't back. The precious hoard was once smuggled out of Peru in the course of the country's nineteenth-century rebellion opposed to Spain. however it disappeared whilst a boat captain went mad with greed.
Twenty-six expeditions have long gone after the treasure. And twenty-six expeditions have vanished.
Sympathetic to the woman's misery, Annja consents to go up a rescue occasion for her lacking husband. And Annja can't deny her personal curiosity within the misplaced hoard. Now the fates of 2 expeditions are at stake, in addition to a fortune in gold, silver and jewels rumoured to be beautiful. however the dense jungle of Cocos Island guards its primitive secrets and techniques good. risk lurks underneath the traditional eco-friendly cover. And this time, Annja doesn't see it coming….
various humans, together with either Roux and Garin at quite a few instances, had attempted to take the sword clear of her after it had miraculously restored itself, yet she refused to permit that to take place; she used to be as absolute to the sword now because the sword was once to her. Over time, Roux had turn into either a mentor and someday enterprise accomplice. She’d used his wisdom to chase down a couple of artifact some time past, making them either a tidy little bit of funds. now not that Roux wanted it; greater than 2 hundred.
Going to renounce simply, notwithstanding, they usually enable the defenders aboard the Neptune’s satisfaction comprehend it seconds later. Bullets thundered into the thick metal of the waist-high bulkhead subsequent to Marcos and Annja and alongside the again wall, opposed to which Claire crouched close to the hose controls, sending sparks and sizzling items of metal ricocheting in numerous instructions. In fact, the placement the 3 of them—Annja, Claire and Marcos—had taken used to be precarious, at top. the entire attackers fairly needed to do used to be.
Himself, he pulled out a hand held radio, keyed the swap and informed whoever was once at the different result in thickly accented yet nonetheless comprehensible Spanish that he had her. The reaction wasn’t intelligible to Annja, yet she obtained the gist of it while the man positioned his hand among her shoulder blades and gave her a push. “Move!” he acknowledged. Annja stumbled ahead yet stuck herself sooner than she fell. on reflection might simply earn her one other shove, so she didn’t hassle doing so. in its place, she saved.
good bit of light into the room. But it used to be the presence of a writing table and the article atop the desk that stuck Annja’s realization. She crossed the room and regarded down on the leather-bound journal resting there, figuring out instinctively that it used to be the ship’s logbook. The page to which it used to be open were broken by means of climate, probably that coming in from the damaged window within reach, yet a brief money confirmed that different pages have been still intact and legible.
ahead, his gun hand bobbing up. Annja should have screamed. Cuzco regarded again and Annja idea she heard a gunshot. Darkness claimed her. 34 When Annja got here to, she discovered herself mendacity at the flooring in the back of a room someplace. A crowd of individuals stood in entrance of her, listening as an individual begged another person for anything. She couldn’t comprehend the words—her head was once spinning and he or she was once having difficulty sorting her thoughts—but the voice used to be everyday. Whoever it used to be.