By John Shors
Thailand's pristine Ko Phi Phi island draws travelers from worldwide. There, suffering to make ends meet, small-resort proprietors Lek and Sarai are chuffed to offer an American named Patch room and board in trade for his aid. but if Patch's brother, Ryan, arrives, observed through his female friend, Brooke, Lek learns that Patch is working from the legislation, and his presenc...more Thailand's pristine Ko Phi Phi island draws travelers from world wide. There, suffering to make ends meet, small-resort vendors Lek and Sarai are satisfied to provide an American named Patch room and board in alternate for his aid. but if Patch's brother, Ryan, arrives, observed by way of his female friend, Brooke, Lek learns that Patch is operating from the legislations, and his presence places Lek's relatives in danger. in the meantime, Brooke starts off to doubt her love for Ryan whereas her emotions for Patch blossom.
In a panorama the place nature's bounty turns out unending, those households are swept up in an coming near near cataclysm that may require all their energy of middle and soul to survive...
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He missed a meeting with me this morning and did not answer his page. ” Langdon felt a sudden chill realizing that he was about to see a dead body. His stomach had never been particularly stalwart. It was a weakness he’d discovered as an art student when the teacher informed the class that Leonardo da Vinci had gained his expertise in the human form by exhuming corpses and dissecting their musculature. Kohler led the way to the far end of the hallway. There was a single door. “The Penthouse, as you would say,” Kohler announced, dabbing a bead of perspiration from his forehead.
Although his people did not celebrate Christmas, he imagined that this is what it must feel like to be a Christian child, sitting before a stack of Christmas presents, about to discover the miracles inside. He opened the album and examined the photos. A lifetime of sexual fantasies stared back at him. Marisa. An Italian goddess. Fiery. A young Sophia Loren. Sachiko. A Japanese geisha. Lithe. No doubt skilled. Kanara. A stunning black vision. Muscular. Exotic. He examined the entire album twice and made his choice.
6 Sixty-four minutes had passed when an incredulous and slightly air-sick Robert Langdon stepped down the gangplank onto the sun-drenched runway. A crisp breeze rustled the lapels of his tweed jacket. The open space felt wonderful. He squinted out at the lush green valley rising to snowcapped peaks all around them. I’m dreaming, he told himself. Any minute now I’ll be waking up. “Welcome to Switzerland,” the pilot said, yelling over the roar of the X-33’s misted-fuel HEDM engines winding down behind them.