By James Rollins
From New York Times bestselling writer James Rollins comes an exhilarating brief tale that delves deep underneath the town of Paris to a dismal necropolis, the place the single skill for break out is…The Skeleton Key.
Seichan is ripped out of the Sigma sequence for an event all her own—but can she live to tell the tale? the attractive and elusive murderer wakes in a lodge in Paris with a dangerous digital collar fixed to her throat. Joined via a boy who's equally threatened, she needs to rescue the son of a hated enemy, who has fallen lower than the sway of the nefarious chief of an apocalyptic cult. to outlive, she needs to enterprise into the darkish international underneath town of lighting fixtures, into the notorious catacombs of Paris. stuck among enemies, she needs to struggle for her life…while time ticks down towards a fiery apocalypse. yet at midnight, surrounded through the moldering bones of the lifeless, even luck doesn't equivalent survival. after all, the single actual wish for the area lies in a gorgeous act of betrayal.
Included with this brief tale is a sneak peek on the first 70 pages of The satan Colony, the place a clue unlocked via The Skeleton Key will play a key role.
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