EMBED for wordpress. Want more? Advanced embedding details, examples, and help! At the start of the fourth adventure, Artemis has returned to his unlawful ways. He's in Berlin, preparing to steal a famous impressionist painting from a German bank. He has no idea that his old rival, Opal, has escaped from prison by cloning herself. She's left her double behind in jail and, now free, is exacting her revenge on all those who put her there, including Artemis.
Add a review Your Rating: Your Comment:. Hot And Another Thing Artemis Fowl by Eoin Colfer. The Arctic Incident by Eoin Colfer. The Atlantis Complex by Eoin Colfer. The Lost Colony by Eoin Colfer. The Seventh Dwarf by Eoin Colfer. In this box, another goblin was leaving the room. It looked a lot like Boohn. A lot, but not exactly. Patches were missing altogether, and the goblin seemed to be holding folds together across his waist.
Then he visits his uncle and they peel off his skin. General Scalene puts on the skin and just walks out the front door, fooling all your scanners on the way. Simple, but completely ingenious.
Can goblins do that? I meant, could goblins think of this all on their own. We need to catch Scalene and find out who planned this. This sort of thing is just her style. Still in dreamland. Just in case. Whatever you need. I want to hear every call Artemis makes, and read every letter he sends.
I supervised his mind wipe myself. It was a sweet job. I scooped out his fairy memories cleaner than a goblin sucking a snail out of its shell.
It would take some kind of planted trigger to initiate even partial recall. He listened for several seconds, grunting affirmatives into the speaker. Foaly, you follow us in the tech shuttle. Apparently the general wants to talk. Although to call it morning was a bit misleading, as there was only artificial light this far underground. By human standards, Haven was barely more than a village, having fewer than ten thousand inhabitants. But in fairy terms, Haven was the largest metropolis since the original Atlantis, most of which lay buried beneath a three-story shuttle dock in the new Atlantis.
Root and Holly sat in the back, wishing the journey away. This situation was becoming stranger by the minute. First of all, Scalene escapes, and now his locater shows up and he wants to talk to Commander Root. It could be a trap. Even I am not that stubborn. Anyway, Trouble will probably have the situation secured by the time I get there.
Like someone else I know, eh, Holly? She had been reprimanded more than once for ignoring the order to wait for reinforcements. Root raised the soundproof barrier between them and the driver. About the major thing. There was a touch of sadness in them. No, you did get it. Or you will. The official announcement is tomorrow. The first female major in Recon history. Quite an achievement.
About my career. Many years ago, when you were still wearing one-piece baby suits with padded backsides, I was a hotshot Recon jock. I loved the smell of fresh air. Every moment I spent in the moonlight was a golden moment. She felt exactly the same way about her own surface trips. One day I went and got myself promoted. It was a rare gesture.
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