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Derek Landy – Last Stand of Dead Men (страница 2)

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Chapter 25: The Old Gang Back Together

Chapter 26: The Pursuit Begins

Chapter 27: Mantis

Chapter 28: The Stick

Chapter 29: Tanith’s True Love

Chapter 30: Dead Men’s Tales

Chapter 31: Wolfsong

Chapter 32: The Ghost Town

Chapter 33: Monster Hunters and Me

Chapter 34: Rude Awakening

Chapter 35: Sneaking In

Chapter 36: Losing Blood

Chapter 37: Charivari

Chapter 38: The Keep

Chapter 39: Enemy Combatants

Chapter 40: Wolves at the Door

Chapter 41: Gunning for Ode

Chapter 42: Misdirection

Chapter 43: Undercover

Chapter 44: The Call to Action

Chapter 45: Under Attack

Chapter 46: The New Captain

Chapter 47: Ajuoga

Chapter 48: Assassins

Chapter 49: Intimidation Techniques

Chapter 50: The Battle at the Keep

Chapter 51: The Man with the Golden Eyes

Chapter 52: A Reasonable Reaction

Chapter 53: In Her Head

Chapter 54: Stephanie Edgley

Chapter 55: Refuge

Chapter 56: The Documentary

Chapter 57: Sunburn

Chapter 58: The Brides of Blood Tears

Chapter 59: The Rise

Chapter 60: One Little Word

Chapter 61: The Real Girl

Chapter 62: Roarhaven Revealed

Chapter 63: The Trap

Chapter 64: The Trap is Sprung

Chapter 65: The Warlocks

Chapter 66: The Siege at Roarhaven

Chapter 67: Wraiths

Chapter 68: Black Smoke, White Flame

Chapter 69: Quiet Moments

Chapter 70: Supercharged

Chapter 71: In the Sanctuary

Chapter 72: Rescue

Chapter 73: War Despondent

Chapter 74: The Thick of It

Chapter 75: Uneven Odds

Chapter 76: China’s Final Act

Chapter 77: The Sacrifice

Chapter 78: After the War

Chapter 79: The Package

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T1.tifhe camp was dark and quiet, and the Warlocks slept.

Up on the hill, watching them, a man with golden eyes pulled the collar of his coat tighter in a vain attempt to stave off the cold. His fingers and toes were already numb. His teeth were starting to chatter. How many times had he been in similar circumstances, enduring discomfort while he waited for the perfect time to strike? More than he could remember, that was for sure. It was worth it, of course. It was always worth it.

There was movement behind him, but he didn’t turn. He recognised the footsteps. “I didn’t think you were coming.”

The old man stopped beside him, cupped his hands and blew into them to warm them. “I had visitors,” he said. His voice was rough. Words scraped from his throat. “The Skeleton Detective and a girl. She has old blood in her. Ancient blood, I reckon. She’s dangerous.”

“She’s thirteen years old. She’s a child.”

“She won’t stay a child. A few more years and she’ll be a threat, you mark my words.”