ár a könyvön:
Az eredeti ár (könyvre nyomtatott ár), a kiadó által ajánlott fogyasztói ár, amely megegyezik a bolti árral (bolti akció esetét kivéve).
6990 Ft
online ár:
Webáruházunkban a termékek mellett feltüntetett fekete színű online ár csak internetes megrendelés esetén érvényes. Amennyiben a Líra bolthálózatunk valamelyikében kívánja megvásárolni a terméket, abban az esetben az eredeti ár (könyvre nyomtatott ár) az érvényes, kivétel ez alól a boltban akciós könyvek.
eredeti ár:
A termék ára Líra Könyv Zrt.-nél, ami nem tartalmaz online kedvezményt.
2350 Ft
online ár:
Webáruházunkban a termékek mellett feltüntetett fekete színű online ár csak internetes megrendelés esetén érvényes. Amennyiben a Líra bolthálózatunk valamelyikében kívánja megvásárolni a terméket, akkor az adott boltban lévő ár az irányadó.
eredeti ár:
A termék ára Líra Könyv Zrt.-nél, ami nem tartalmaz online kedvezményt.
2350 Ft
online ár:
Webáruházunkban a termékek mellett feltüntetett fekete színű online ár csak internetes megrendelés esetén érvényes. Amennyiben a Líra bolthálózatunk valamelyikében kívánja megvásárolni a terméket, akkor az adott boltban lévő ár az irányadó.
eredeti ár:
A termék ára Líra Könyv Zrt.-nél, ami nem tartalmaz online kedvezményt.
2350 Ft
online ár:
Webáruházunkban a termékek mellett feltüntetett fekete színű online ár csak internetes megrendelés esetén érvényes. Amennyiben a Líra bolthálózatunk valamelyikében kívánja megvásárolni a terméket, akkor az adott boltban lévő ár az irányadó.
eredeti ár:
A termék ára Líra Könyv Zrt.-nél, ami nem tartalmaz online kedvezményt.
850 Ft
online ár:
Webáruházunkban a termékek mellett feltüntetett fekete színű online ár csak internetes megrendelés esetén érvényes. Amennyiben a Líra bolthálózatunk valamelyikében kívánja megvásárolni a terméket, akkor az adott boltban lévő ár az irányadó.
ár a könyvön:
Az eredeti ár (könyvre nyomtatott ár), a kiadó által ajánlott fogyasztói ár, amely megegyezik a bolti árral (bolti akció esetét kivéve).
599 Ft
online ár:
Webáruházunkban a termékek mellett feltüntetett fekete színű online ár csak internetes megrendelés esetén érvényes. Amennyiben a Líra bolthálózatunk valamelyikében kívánja megvásárolni a terméket, abban az esetben az eredeti ár (könyvre nyomtatott ár) az érvényes, kivétel ez alól a boltban akciós könyvek.
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9mHelsinki, Finland, Monday, December 6, 1999. The Russians were serious players. If things didn't go as planned, Sergei said, I'd be lucky to be shot dead in the hotel lobby. If they captured me, I'd be taken to a remote bit of wasteland and have my stomach slit open. They'd pull my intestines out...
John Kendall is broke; hungry and cold. When the struggling novelist is forced out of his tiny attic room one icy February morning, he's not quite sure what he'll do to make ends meet.On an impulse, John accepts an offer to write the biography of a champion racehorse trainer. But the deeper John...
Aus dem Tagebuch des Konteradmirals Carey Reeve, US-Navy: . . . und was mir als gröjites Geheimnis erscheinty ist der Trieb im Menschen, sich selbst zu opjern, damit andere leben können. Mut wird ja nie unmodern, c/oc^ iw meinem ganzen Leben habe ich ihn nie deutlicher entfaltét gesehen als im...
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I was following Derry Welfram at a prudent fifty paces when he stumbled, fell face down on the wet tarmac and lay still. I stopped, watching, as nearer hands stretched to help him up, and saw the doubt, the apprehension, the shock flower in the opening mouths of the faces around him. The word that...
At thirty-five, Freddie Croft has retired as a steeplechase jockey and now he runs a fleet of motor horseboxes transporting runners from their stables to the races. One of Freddie's hard-and-fast rules is that his drivers should never pick up a hitchhiker. But they do, of course, and one day, by...
CHAPTER 1I'm Peter Darwin.Everyone asks, so I may as well say at once that no, I'm not related to Charles.I was in fact born Peter Perry, but John Darwin, marrying my widowed mother when I was twelve, gave me, among many other things, a new life, a new name, and a new identity. Twenty years rolled...
1Kurz nach Sonnenaufgang erreicht er den Waldrand und findet mühelos die winzige Holzhütte, die er sucht. Er klopft, wartet. Ein alter Farbiger öffnet und starrt ihn entgeistert an.Baas Saul?" Tausend Fragen blitzen in seinen Augen.Ich möchte mir das Gewehr ausleihen, Maska."Das Gewehr?" fragt...
1Dienstag, 17. März. Den Morgen verbrachte ich in Aufregung, den Nachmittag in einem Freudentaumel, den Abend bewußtlos.Dienstag nacht, irgendwann zwischen Dunkel und Dämmerung, erwachte ich zu einem Alptraum, der ganz in Ordnung gewesen wäre, wenn ich geschlafen hätte.Es dauerte eine ganze...
Chapter OneThe Earl of October drove into my life in a pale blue Holden which had seen better days, and danger and death tagged along for the ride.I noticed the car turn in through the gateposts as I walked across the little paddock towards the house, and I watched its progress up our short private...
Der Geruch dampfender Pferdeleiber vermischte sich mit dem kalten Dunst des Flußnebels. Ich konnte nur das dumpfe Trappeln galoppierender Hufe hören, dazwischen gelegentlich ein helles, metallisches Geräusch, vi^enn Hufeisen gegeneinander schlugen. Hinter mir ritt, etwas auseinandergezogen, eine...
They were aflFectionately referred to as the "garbage class": eight physically and emotionally handicapped children who didn't fit in anywhere else. Add to that a cramped classroom and untrained assistantsit was more than Torey Hayden, a gifted young teacher, had bargained for.Then, to complicate...
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Agony is socially unacceptable. One is not supposed to weep. Particularly is one not supposed to weep when one is moderately presentable and thirty-two. When one's wife has been dead six months and everyone else has done grieving.
Ah well, they say: he'll get over it. There's...
One
I intensely disliked my father's fifth wife, but not to the point of murder.
I, the fruit of his second ill-considered gallop up the aisle, had gone dutifully to the next two of his subsequent nuptials, the changes of 'mother' punctuating my life at six and fourteen.
At thirty however I'd...
Chapteri
OK, so here I am, Lee Morris, opening doors and windows to gusts of life and early death.
They looked pretty harmless on my doorstep: two middle-aged civil Englishmen in country-gent tweeds and flat caps, their eyebrows in unison raised enquiringly, their shared expression one of...
Chapteri
I had this friend, you see, that everyone loved.
(My name is Sid Halley.)
I had this friend that everyone loved, and I put him in the dock.
The trouble with working as an investigator, as I had been doing for approaching five years, was that occasionally one turned up facts that...
First
Glue-sniffing jockeys don't win the Derby.
I'd never sniffed glue in my life.
All the same, I stood before the man whose horses I rode and listened to him telling me he had no further use for my services. He sat behind his large antique paper-covered desk fidgeting with his clean...
CHAPTER ONE
I was following Derry Welfram at a prudent fifty paces when he stumbled, fell face down on the wet tarmac and lay still. I stopped, watching, as nearer hands stretched to help him up, and saw the doubt, the apprehension, the shock flower in the opening mouths of the faces around him....
Introduction
Alessia Cenci was twenty-three. She had been with the kidnappers for fwe weeks, three days and ten hours — and she had never been closer to death than now.
When one of the best women jockeys in the world is kidnapped, Andrew Douglas is called to get her back alive. If he makes...
CHAPTER ONE
I was following Derry Welfram at a race meeting when he dropped to the ground and lay face down in the mud in the light rain. Several people walked straight past him, thinking that he was drunk. I knew that he wasn't drunk, because I'd been following him all afternoon — and, in...
1Kurz nach Sonnenaufgang erreicht er den Waldrand und findet mühelos die winzige Holzhütte, die er sucht. Er klopft, wartet. Ein alter Farbiger öffnet und starrt ihn entgeistert an.Baas Saul?" Tausend Fragen blitzen in seinen Augen.Ich möchte mir das Gewehr ausleihen, Maska."Das Gewehr?" fragt...
Prologue
I dreamed 1 was riding in a race.
Nothing odd in that. I'd ridden in thousands.
There were fences to jump. There were horses, and jockeys in a rainbow of colours, and miles of green grass. There were massed banks of people, with pink oval faces, indistinguishable pink blobs from where...
Több lapon ceruzás bejegyzésekkel. The Transcontinental Race Train takes owners and their horses from all over the world across Canada to take part in a series of horse races. Tor Kelsey, an investigator for the Jockey Club, is on the train and he is watching Julius Filmer very closely indeed....
1
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Sweating, thirsty, hot, uncomfortable, and tired to the point of explosion.
Cynically, I counted my woes.
Considerable, they were. Considerable, one way and another.
I sat in the driving seat of a custom-built aerodynamic sports car, the cast-off toy of an oil sheik's son. I had been sitting...