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| “Link jerked and disappeared beneath the surface. Terrill dived under, grappling for the speargun strapped to his leg - get a spear into it, yes, explode the motherfucker. A submerged, gargling yell reached him. Terrill saw it under the surface, circling Link then rushing in to a second attack, incredibly fast, a giant head, ruby eyes, flexing its long body and tail like a dolphin. Terrill fought the straps on his thigh, tearing the speargun loose as the creature drove into Link's body again - too close; if he hit Link, the charge would blow his leg off; and then Link's leg was off, floating past Terrill's head, the poison flask sinking toward the bottom, still sealed, and he was trying to shout under water, furious, as blood began to cloud the channel around him.” |
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| Reviews: |
| "Guaranteed to keep you turning pages all night." (F. Paul Wilson (Author of Hosts and the Keep)) |
| "… the protagonists are well developed, and the race-against-time structure makes this a particularly quick read. With a tone that is equal parts horror, sci-fi and Tom Clancy-esque military thriller, Harriman's debut novel nicely fills the void left by The X-Files." (Publishers Weekly) |
| "Sleeper is any but. Steven Harriman pulls out all the stops. A nitro-fueled juggernaut through the deepest, darkest, all-but-forgotten depths of the Pentagon." (F. Paul Wilson (Author of Hosts and the Keep)) |
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