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By Alex Archer, Jean Rabe

After capturing an episode of "Chasing History's Monsters "at a dig in Australia, Annja Creed is left feeling mildly unimpressed. The artifacts being exposed are thought of fringe through specialists who doubt their authenticity. Annja is disillusioned via the overall loss of secret concerned. yet her boredom is readily changed with worry whilst all that's left of her cameraman is a drop of blood on his hotel-room carpet.As she appears for her good friend, Annja narrowly escapes an assault by means of gunmen. She realizes her cameraman should have captured just like whatever so priceless that somebody might kill them for simply having dared examine it. whilst it turns into transparent that everybody at the dig is in danger, Annja starts to imagine they're at risk now not due to what they observed, yet "who...."

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And, as constantly, she’d deny utilizing one. She grew to become the nook and thrust the heel of her hand opposed to the door. It flew open, outstanding the wall at the back of it with a resonant clang. She heard footsteps and him down the steps, taking 3 steps at a time. Above and in the back of her humans have been shouting, one in a commanding voice which could have belonged to at least one of the law enforcement officials. “Take everyone’s name,” she heard. “What’s this a few lady with a sword? ” one other requested. “Who are those males? visible them sooner than? ” Then the door clanged close and deadened every little thing retailer for the quick click-clacking of her target’s ft. One touchdown later she stuck sight of him. Leaning opposed to the railing, he fired upward, the bullets ricocheting harmlessly off the bottoms of the stairs above him and the wall. Then he vaulted over the railing, losing to the following reduce point, and he or she did a similar, just a couple of dozen steps at the back of him now. Annja used to be so made up our minds to trap him that she gritted her tooth and missed the biting discomfort in her shoulder and the discomfort of her naked foot—she used to be scraping it opposed to the tough sandpaper-like steel strips that have been nailed to the stairs. From someplace above her a door clanged open, by means of curious shouts. The police or resort protection, she suspected, come to affix within the chase. She neglected these noises, too, and elevated her velocity. an outstanding athlete, Annja knew the one cause she hadn’t but stuck the younger guy used to be that he was once evidently in first-class form and he was once in footwear that gave him larger traction on those stairs. yet she might capture him. simply one other minute, she advised herself. Annja used to be simply past the touchdown for the 5th ground while the door clanged open without delay in the back of her. Police used to be her first inspiration, however the spitting sound of a silenced gun ended that idea. She glanced over her shoulder, the gesture approximately costing her stability, because the toe of her flip-flop stuck on a steel strip. She kicked off the shoe and dropped to a crouch because the gun persisted to spit bullets. weapons, she corrected herself, as she spun to stand the hot adversaries. males had burst onto the fifth-floor touchdown, those additionally wearing black. the colour of the day, she idea. yet those males appeared a bit diversified, with large shoulders and thick palms, like bodybuilders or expert muscle. They conversed swiftly in a language she didn’t realize as they persevered to fireplace. Annja somersaulted right down to the fourth-floor touchdown, then rounded the stairwell and headed for the 3rd flooring. The wiry guy stood down there, blockading her approach and maintaining his gun out, either arms clamped so tight his knuckles regarded light. His palms trembled, and sweat beaded seriously on his face. “Stop! ” he commanded. “Why? So I’ll be a neater objective? ” Annja flattened herself opposed to the outer stairwell wall as he squeezed the set off. The staccato photographs have been loud. extra spitting got here from the 2 silenced weapons above her, bullets impressive the concrete wall simply above her head. She willed the sword to her, the psychological gesture coming simply.

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