By Tim LaHaye, Jerry B. Jenkins
The best-selling Christian fiction sequence of all time, Left in the back of, reaches a crescendo during this gripping booklet while Nicolae Carpathia is assassinated, surroundings the level for the final half the good Tribulation.
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The man mutters into his throat mike. “Will do,” he says finally. ” hands help me over the rim and I stare at the starlit sky. A sight I haven’t seen since the hunting trip, when Youngster tricked me away from the caves so the others could kill Anna—from a ferox that is almost compassion. ” What is it about officers and idiot questions? Of course I can stand, I start to say, then discover I can’t and swallow the rest of my sentence anyway. The boots in front of me belong to a Death’s Head colonel.
Still, I feed scraps to the wild girl, who grows friendlier and begins to curl herself around me whenever I appear. What happens next is inevitable. One morning Anna arrives early, a dead lizard in her hand. She’s obviously really pleased with herself, understandably enough. She smiles when I say her name. It might be my tone of voice, although I pretend to myself that it isn’t. She looks up, and she smiles. My own smile ignites a grin on her face. ” She keeps smiling and I keep talking, my voice low and soothing as I cut her hair with my laser blade, leaving her standing in a tangle of filthy curls.
He wears the uniform of a Death’s Head lieutenant as if it’s a particularly amusing form of costume. He glances idly at the sergeant beside me, and the sergeant comes to attention. A polite nod and we’ve obviously been given our orders to move on. “Let’s find a bar,” I say. Horse laughs. “Okay,” he says. ” I frown. “He said this was about as far as you’d get . ” As the sergeant looks around him, I wonder what he sees. To me it’s a new world, one where Death’s Head officers and NCOs slouch down corridors, black-and- DAVID GUNN 4 7 silver jackets slung loosely over their shoulders.