DANA STABENOW

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He tried frantically to stuff a rope of shining entrails back into his belly.

Excerpt… On the road to Damascus, late summer, 1323 TEN DAYS OUT of Kerman their caravan was hit by raiders, a group of some thirty or forty men, a number equal to or out-numbering their own troops of guards. They struck in the hour before dawn, just after Rambahadur Raj had sent out scouts to…

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“I beg you, please rid yourself of the habit of calling me Alaric the Templar.”

Excerpt… On the Road, summer, 1323 “TELL ME ABOUT the Templars,” Jaufre said. Alaric sighed. To Jaufre’s ears it sounded a little theatrical. “First, I beg you, please rid yourself of the habit of calling me Alaric the Templar,” the older man said. “Ram will have his little joke, but the farther west we travel,…

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