Polar Quest (Rogue Angel, Book 16)
Alex Archer, Jon F. Merz
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When archaeologist Annja Creed reluctantly agrees to help an old colleague on a dig in Antarctica, she wonders what he's gotten her into. It turns out that her former associate has found a necklace made of an unknown metal depicting three snakes. He claims it's over forty thousand years old—and that it may not have earthly origins.
As the pair conduct their research, Annja soon realizes she has more to worry about than being caught in snowslides. Because everyone is hiding something—from her friend, to the U.S. military personnel guarding the site. With no one to trust and someone out to kill her, Annja has nowhere to turn. And everything to lose.
just getting going.” “No, we weren’t. I was asking you a serious question and you were doing your best to derail us into hedonism.” “You say that like it’s a bad thing.” Annja sat back down. “Look, Garin, I’m not going to judge you for being what you are—” “Which is what?” “A sex addict with questionable sociological tendencies.” Garin considered that and then shrugged. “Okay.” “But I do get frustrated with the constant parrying I have to do to try to get answers out of you. I don’t have
fools. Unfortunately, sometimes they were the only ones who could be used in certain situations. “If I kill her, it will raise too many questions. And I don’t need the attention, not when I’m so close. It needs to be soon, though, or else she will discover what I’ve got planned.” “I think you put too much faith in her intelligence.” “Perhaps that’s because I know her a bit better than you do. I know what she’s capable of, and right now, what she’s most capable of is being a nuisance to me. This
over her eggs. “Who are these people? Have you ever heard of any of them before?” Dave sighed. “Annja, are you saying it’s necessary for you to personally know everyone in order for them to be valid researchers?” “You know that’s not what I’m saying, Dave.” Annja frowned. “It’s just that in our field, a lot of us know each other.” “But not everyone,” he suggested. “No. Not everyone,” Annja admitted. Dave shrugged. “Well, maybe these people have been hiding under rocks for the past couple of
might get a glimpse at something new and exciting. I’m looking forward to it.” Annja nodded. “Okay.” “Look, I’m going to get some grub. You want me to bring you back something? I hear it’s lasagna night.” Annja held up her hand. “Not sure I could stomach it right now. But thanks.” “Okay. Dave and I will be back later.” He stood and walked to the door. “Get some rest, okay? I’ll let the colonel know you’re okay.” “Why?” “He seemed concerned about you earlier when he heard about your fall.
because we were too busy defusing a bomb.” Annja led them out of the cavern and back up the tunnel. “You sure the explosives will be okay?” Hawk nodded. “As soon as we can get another team mounted, we’ll come back and retrieve them. That way, there won’t be any danger to anyone. But for now, I think the priority is getting back to McMurdo.” They walked back up the tunnel and out of the shelter. Annja pointed at the Sno-Cat sitting by the parking area. Its engine was already idling and the