Tracker: A Short Story Exclusive (Sigma Force Novels)

Tracker: A Short Story Exclusive (Sigma Force Novels)

James Rollins

Language: English

Pages: 84

ISBN: B00851M33S

Format: PDF / Kindle (mobi) / ePub


From New York Times bestselling author James Rollins comes a stirring story of a soldier and his military war dog who are drawn into a dark mystery tracing back to World War II and a lost treasure tied to the bones of the dead.

Off the streets in the medieval heart of Budapest, Captain Tucker Wayne and his war dog, Kane, rescue a mysterious woman fleeing three armed men. The secret she holds will unlock a terrible treasure, one steeped in blood and treachery, tied to a crime going back to the fall of Nazi Germany and a heritage of suffering and pain that reaches out from the past to wreak havoc today. In a final showdown in the depths of a lost cemetery, truths will be unearthed, treasures exposed, and the fate of all will rest upon the shoulders of one man and a dog whose courage is beyond measure.

Included with this thrilling story is sneak peek at Bloodline, where the further exploits of Tucker and Kane will be revealed.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

hire her away, to serve as a night nurse here at the house, to be on hand when his father had the most trouble. The plan had been for Kenny to keep an eye on Dad during the day, until Gray and Mary could interview and hire a day nurse to cover a full twenty-four-hour shift. It would be expensive, but Director Crowe had arranged adequate compensation, a death benefit, to help cover the costs and keep Gray’s father in his own house. “Harriet! Let me go!” His father yanked his hand free of

hire her away, to serve as a night nurse here at the house, to be on hand when his father had the most trouble. The plan had been for Kenny to keep an eye on Dad during the day, until Gray and Mary could interview and hire a day nurse to cover a full twenty-four-hour shift. It would be expensive, but Director Crowe had arranged adequate compensation, a death benefit, to help cover the costs and keep Gray’s father in his own house. “Harriet! Let me go!” His father yanked his hand free of

where men could not, the two were frighteningly efficient in the field. Gray needed that expertise. “There’s a mission,” he said. “You would be well paid.” “Sorry. There’s not enough gold in Fort Knox.” Gray had prepared for this attitude, readied for this eventuality. “Perhaps not, but when you left the service, you stole government property.” Tucker faced him, his eyes going diamond-hard. In that gaze, Gray read the necessity to speak warily, to play the one card he had with

handing over a couple extra bills for his trouble. They all piled out and waited for the taxi to leave. As it pulled away, Aliza turned to him. “What do we do now?” “We will let Kane take point from here, but first I need to prep him.” He pointed to a dark park bench, well hidden and shadowed by an ancient oak. The entire street ahead looked overgrown and forgotten, densely forested with beech and birch, thick with broad-leaf bushes and tangles of wild roses. A few homes dotted

of the darkness, gliding low. He scoops up the gun, smelling smoke and fire and the whisper of his partner’s sweat. He rushes back into darkness, into hiding, but he does not stop. He swerves on silent paws, diving back around. He races through the archway, drawn to the soft putter of a cooling engine, to the reek of burned oil—ready to slide beneath and wait. But a growl comes from the left. Shadows break out of the forest, the largest before him. He has smelled the other dogs, along

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