By Karen Traviss
Continuing the saga of the bestselling video game series!
With the Locust Horde it appears destroyed, Jacinto’s survivors have all started to rebuild human society at the Locusts’ stronghold. Raiding pirate gangs take a toll—but it’s not anything that Marcus Fenix and the Gears can’t deal with. Then the nightmare that they notion they’d left at the back of starts off to stalk them back. anything a ways worse, whatever even the Locust dreaded, has emerged to unfold around the planet, and never even this distant island haven is past its achieve. Gears and Stranded needs to struggle facet by way of facet to outlive their deadliest enemy but, falling again at the savage strategies of one other bloody siege—Anvil Gate.
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Good for you, Fraulein Schakal,” he said, leaning back far enough in his chair to make it creak in distress. It was his game to name her in the dozen languages that he knew—at their first meeting, when Jackal began her training in earnest at the age of thirteen, he had leaned across his office desk with his square face resting on his big fists and said, “Eh bien, Jack al,” except that he pronounced it zhaKAL. “Zhakal,” he had said again. ” Then he had smiled and she had liked him. The years of working together had brought her from liking to trust, and now Andabe was almost like a part of her own web.
Forget about Tiger. Oh, don't look at me like that, I've seen how he rides you. He's an asshole. You're the Hope. Now here's your stop. ” “You know,” Jackal said after a moment, “you just astonish me. Bless you twice. Oh, hell,” she added as her stop slid by. She scrambled out of her seat, calling to the driver to wait, and by the time she'd collected herself out on the sidewalk, the bus was purring away and she could only wave after it and hope that Snow saw. If she could have put her heart on a stick, she would have given it to Snow right there in the aisle.
Jackal raised both eyebrows again. ” “It's more than a corkscrew. ” Jackal turned up her hands in a way that said Fine, we've had this discussion before. She drank: the wine made the inside of her mouth feel hollow and large. She settled as best she could against 30 Kelley Eskridge a rock, drank again, rolling the tannin around her tongue and enjoying the warmth of the wine in her chest. They traded the bottle back and forth in silence for a longish time. “I feel differently about it than I used to,” Snow said after a while.
Anvil Gate (Gears of War, Book 3) by Karen Traviss