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By Clive Cussler

A vintage, exciting Dirk Pitt event from a grasp of the genre!

Nearly 5 centuries in the past a fleet of boats landed mysteriously on an island in an inland sea. There, an historical Andean humans concealed a golden hoard more than that of any pharaoh, then they and their treasure vanished into history—until now.

In 1998, within the Andes Mountains of Peru, Dirk Pitt dives into an historical sacrificial pool, saving American archaeologists from definite drowning. yet his death-defying rescue is barely the start, because it attracts the intrepid Pitt right into a vortex of darkness and threat, corruption and betrayal. A sinister crime syndicate has traced the long-lost treasure—worth nearly 1000000000 dollars—from the Andes to the banks of a hidden underground river flowing underneath a Mexican wasteland. pushed via burning greed and a ruthless bloodlust, the syndicate is racing to grab the golden prize...and to terminate the single guy who can cease them.

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He felt as though he have been swimming in air. "I have transparent visibility at a intensity of 4 meters," he stated topside. "Any signal of the opposite divers? " Pitt slowly swam in a 360-degree circle. "No, not anything. " "Can you're making out info of the ground? " "Fairly well," responded Pitt. "The water is obvious as glass yet relatively darkish. The scum at the floor cuts the daylight at the backside through seventy percentage. it's kind of darkish round the partitions so i'm going to need to swim a seek trend so I will not omit the our bodies. " "Do you've adequate slack at the safeguard line? " "Maintain a moderate pressure so it will not prevent my move as i'm going deeper. " For the following twelve mins Pitt turned around the steep partitions of the sinkhole, probing each hollow space, descending as though revolving round a tremendous corkscrew. The limestone, laid down hundreds of thousands of thousands of years previous, was once mineral stained with unusual, summary photographs. He planed horizontally and swam in languid gradual movement, sweeping the beam of sunshine from side to side in entrance of him. the semblance of hovering over a bottomless pit used to be overwhelming. eventually, he leveled out over the ground of the sacrificial pool. No enterprise sand or flora, only one asymmetric patch of grotesque brown silt damaged by way of clusters of grayish rock. "I have the ground at just a little over thirty-six meters. nonetheless no signal of Kelsey or Rodgers. " a ways above the pool, Miller gave Giordino a dazed glance. "They needs to be down there. most unlikely for them to easily vanish. " a long way less than, Pitt kicked slowly around the backside, cautious to stick a great meter above the rocks and particularly the silt, which would billow right into a blinding cloud and decrease his visibility to 0 inside of seconds. as soon as disturbed, silt may possibly stay suspended for a number of hours sooner than settling again to the ground. He gave an involuntary shudder. The water had became uncomfortably chilly as he handed right into a cool layer suspended underneath the hotter water above. He slowed and drifted, including sufficient carry from his compensator for moderate buoyancy, attaining a moderate head-down, fins-up swimming place. Generated through ABC Amber LIT Converter, http://www. processtext. com/abclit. html carefully, he reached down and lightly sank his palms into the brown muck. They touched bedrock earlier than the silt rose to his wrists. Pitt proposal it unusual the silt used to be so shallow. After numerous centuries of abrasion from the partitions and runoff from the floor above, the rocky subsurface must have been coated with a layer a minimum of 2 meters (over 6 toes) deep. He went immobile and floated over what seemed like a box of bleached white tree limbs sprouting from the dust. Gripping one who was once gnarled with small protrusions, he eased it out of the mattress of silt. He stumbled on himself looking at a spinal column from an old sacrificial sufferer. Giordino's voice broke via his earphones. "Speak to me. " "Depth thirty-seven meters," Pitt responded as he flung apart the spinal column. "The ground of the pool is a bone backyard. There needs to be 200 skeletons scattered round down right here. " "Still no signal of our bodies?

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