Аннотация
A. C. Ellis
Shadow Run
Chapter One
Even before she stepped from the shower, she knew the attacker would be waiting. No words formed in her mind, or thoughts that might be put into words-it never happened that way. Only a vague feeling that danger waited beyond the shower door.
She slid the door back and gazed at the man. His stance was that of a well trained fighter, and although he stood only six inches taller than five feet, his frame was layered in tectonic slabs of muscle beneath a black, tight-fitting jumpsuit. The gold sword and shield of Base Security was emblazoned on the glossy fabric over his heart, and a pink scar an eighth of an inch wide ran from the outside of his left eye, down his cheek, to the corner of his mouth, standing out against skin tanned nearly black. All facial hair-including eyebrows and lashes-was absent, and his bald head reflected the bathroom's overhead light as if oiled.
A belter, she thought as her gaze darted to the st...
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