Warrior Spirit (Rogue Angel, Book 9)
Alex Archer
Language: English
Pages: 352
ISBN: 0373621272
Format: PDF / Kindle (mobi) / ePub
a priceless artifact could restore a family's honor — or destroy everything in its wake.
While vacationing in Tokyo, archaeologist Annja Creed is approached by a man who desperately needs her help. Kennichi Ogawa, the last descendant of an ancient warrior family, is trying to locate a stolen artifact. Legend has it that the vajra was mystically endowed by a warrior's spirit to help the Yumegakure-ryu family forever be a source for good. But the vajra could help the forces of evil if it gets into the wrong hands. And now the bloodthirsty Yakuza and a group of hired ninja are after it.
As Annja and Kennichi trek through the fog-enshrouded mountains of the Iga province to find the relic, they must also outsmart the vicious Yakuza and ninja who are dangerously close to uncovering the vajra first…and to
destroying their competition.
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anything about the Japanese martial art of Ninjitsu? I’ve met someone claiming to be involved with this art and I’d like to know if they might be legit. Thanks! She leaned back and crossed her arms. It could take hours before anyone would respond, giving Annja plenty of time to think over the night’s events. She decided on a long, hot soak in the deep tub that sat in the corner of her small bathroom. Everything in Tokyo seemed as if someone had pressed the reduce button on a copy machine,
Annja whistled. “Nice bikes.” Ken looked at them and shook his head. “If only their owners were that quiet. But come on, let’s eat.” The hostess inside greeted them with a bow, and as Annja looked the place over, she couldn’t help but marvel at how things in Japan could be so foreign and so familiar at the same time. Rock music blasted from the speakers, but not so loud you had to shout to be heard. Movie posters and surfboards were plastered on the walls. Diner-style booths with bright red
looked up at him expectantly. Nezuma frowned. “They attacked Kennichi and the woman last night in their ryokan.” “Why?” “I have no idea except that his young guns wanted vengeance for what Kennichi did to them back in Tokyo. It was a silly move and probably drew a great deal of unwanted attention to us. It also put them more on guard than they have been so far.” Shuko took another bite of her fruit and kept staring at Nezuma. “So now they know.” “They’ve known for sure that they have people
At least if they were attacked, she’d be able to defend herself. Another yowl sounded, followed by a long, drawn-out moan that wafted through the glen. Annja had never heard any animal that sounded like this before. And she’d been close enough to many that she felt reasonably certain of what lived in the woods. Then she remembered what Taka had told them at the temple in Osaka. Hadn’t he told them about the legend of the kappa swamp vampire that supposedly guarded the mountain monastery?
with trays of fish and rice. He set it down and then left. Eiji gestured. “I’m afraid we don’t indulge in a wide variety of diet here. But we can offer you the freshest fish and rice and vegetables. I’m sure you will be happy with how it is prepared.” Annja picked up a set of chopsticks and dived into the rice and fish, carefully plucking bits of meat and vegetables from the tray and chewing them. “I didn’t realize how hungry I was,” she said. Eiji grinned. “That is another side effect of the
