Glæpasögur
U.S. Navy SEAL team’s Omega unit sat making last minute checks on their weapons and equipment. Their mission: to hold the uppermost level of an ancient stronghold that had shown little military significance – until now.
Each man knew what was required of him; they had gone over the drills more than thirty times. The 8-man team had been together for years, and the were a tightknit, perfectly functioning unit.
Then, there was the ninth man, the only one who didn’t belong.
© 2020 Ashton Publishing Group (Hljóðbók): 9781664922921
Útgáfudagur
Hljóðbók: 4 december 2020
Glæpasögur
U.S. Navy SEAL team’s Omega unit sat making last minute checks on their weapons and equipment. Their mission: to hold the uppermost level of an ancient stronghold that had shown little military significance – until now.
Each man knew what was required of him; they had gone over the drills more than thirty times. The 8-man team had been together for years, and the were a tightknit, perfectly functioning unit.
Then, there was the ninth man, the only one who didn’t belong.
© 2020 Ashton Publishing Group (Hljóðbók): 9781664922921
Útgáfudagur
Hljóðbók: 4 december 2020
Stígðu inn í heim af óteljandi sögum
Engar umsagnir komnar
Náðu í appið og taktu þátt í umræðum og stjörnugjöf
Íslenska
Ísland