By L. Ron Hubbard
American Ann Halliday is as attractive as Rita Hayworth and as fiery because the Sahara solar. And now she’s feeling a few actual warmth, because the prize captive of the Berber chief Abd el Malek . . . sometimes called “The Killer.”
But Abd el Malek desires Ann alive—and in chains—subject to his each whim and myth. Dusty Colton, even though, an American deserter from the French international Legion, has a unique proposal. With the entire swagger of Robert Mitchum, he’s decided to offer “The Killer” a style of his personal bloody drugs. the one challenge is . . . Dusty himself is needed for murder.
Can Ann and Dusty staff up and switch evil on its head? One thing’s for sure—between Ann and the Hell’s Legionnaire, the temperature is ready to get even hotter.
Also contains the journey tales, The Barbarians, within which a Legionnaire units out to avenge a savage killing and makes a gorgeous discovery, and The Squad That by no means got here again, the tale of a guy who has exposed the key to a urban of gold—a mystery which could become a demise sentence.
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La única Marilyn que vi en el cine es Marilyn Brando. Gran actriz. Me mató con su actuación en La Madrina, que para mí es la mejor película de Francesca Ford Coppola. La situación comenzaba a inquietarme. El hasta ese momento insospechado (para mí) delirio de Diana había construido una cinematografía con los sexos invertidos. Aunque no del todo coherente, ya que a Gregory Peck y Jerry Lewis los había dejado intactos. –¿La... Madrina? –Sí. Basada en la novela de María Puzo. –Sí. Ya veo –dije, y luego de mirarla fijamente a los ojos esperando alguna clase de desmentido (una palabra, una sonrisa, o lo que fuese), añadí: –lo que no sé es si me estás tomando el pelo o si estás más loca que mi hermana.
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