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The Black Death

✍ Scribed by Carter, Nick


Publisher
papachanjo
Year
2011
Tongue
English
Weight
103 KB
Series
Killmaster 56
Category
Fiction

No coin nor oath required. For personal study only.

✦ Synopsis


Six-foot-plus of whipcord strength, and he has something in his head besides bone. He has an almost phenomenal memory; a knowledge of many places, people, enemy weaponry and techniques. He doesn’t just love sex, he enjoys it enormously. He prefers to like the women he goes to bed with. He has inherited the mantle of the late Ian Fleming’s James Bond. He’s America’s Number One espionage agent and he mixes mystery, mayhem and loving in equal doses. He stands for counter-intelligence of the highest order.
Code-named Killmaster, his real name is Nick Carter.


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