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THE HUNTED ANGEL Trim

โœ Scribed by David Waine


Book ID
110864144
Publisher
David Waine
Year
2021
Tongue
English
Weight
239 KB
Category
Fiction
ISBN-13
9798201314415

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โœฆ Synopsis


Following on almost directly from the previous volume, 'Rutter, Reborn', 'The Hunted Angels' pits the Secret Angels Private Detective Agency (Julie Rutter, Trudi Hammond and Anna Torrance) against the Russian Mafia. In it, Anna's past, when she was Natalia Nicolayevna Ivanova - also known as Lebed, the hacker - comes back to haunt her as Moscow-based gangsters, whom she has previously attacked, hunt her down to her new home in the UK, thirsting for vengeance.'The Hunted Angel' is the seventh instalment of the Rutter Books.


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