Get ready to embark on an epic journey through human evolution. From the Theft of Fire to the Garden of Eden myth, the rise of Hitler and the century gone by, the plot is woven around known facts and fables. It screams out for the pressing need of protecting the environment, that too without comprom
Lost Bullet
โ Scribed by Malcolm Rose
- Year
- 2013
- Tongue
- English
- Weight
- 83 KB
- Category
- Fiction
No coin nor oath required. For personal study only.
โฆ Synopsis
Sixteen year old forensic investigator Luke Harding and his robot sidekick Malc investigate a murder where the bullet and the rest of the clues have been washed away by the rain.
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