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Contents ( 9)
  1. About the Book
  2. About the Author
  3. BLOOD EAGLE
  4. Contents
  5. GLOSSARY
  6. Part One Wednesday 4 June and Thursday 5 June
  7. Part Two Friday 13 June to Tuesday 17 June
  8. Part Three Thursday 19 June to Sunday 22 June
  9. THANKS AND ACKNOWLEDGEMENTS

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Epub ISBN 9781407095394

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Published by Arrow in 2006

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Copyright © Craig Russell 2005

Craig Russell has asserted his right under the Copyright, Designs and Patents Act 1988 to be identified as the author of this work

This book is sold subject to the condition that it shall not, by way of trade or otherwise, be lent, resold, hired out, or otherwise circulated without the publisher’s prior consent in any form of binding or cover other than that in which it is published and without a similar condition including this condition being imposed on the subsequent purchaser

First published in 2005 in the United Kingdom by Hutchinson

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To Wendy, Jonathan, Sophie and Helen

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GLOSSARY

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Nowhere were the Dark Ages darker than in the lands of the Viking. Powerful cults flourished: cults whose superstitions and bloody rituals revolved around the most arcane beliefs. One of the most horrific of these rituals was the rite of the Blood Eagle.

A rite of human sacrifice.

Part One
Wednesday 4 June and
Thursday 5 June

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TIME IS STRANGE, IS IT NOT? I WRITE AND YOU READ AND WE SHARE THE SAME MOMENT. YET AS I WRITE THIS, HERR HAUPTKOMMISSAR, YOU SLEEP AND MY NEXT VICTIM STILL LIVES: AS YOU READ IT, SHE IS ALREADY DEAD. OUR DANCE CONTINUES.

I HAVE SPENT ALL OF MY LIFE ON THE EDGE OF OTHER PEOPLE’S PHOTOGRAPHS. UNNOTICED. BUT DEEP WITHIN, UNKNOWN TO ME AND HIDDEN FROM THE WORLD, LAY THE SEED OF SOMETHING GREAT AND NOBLE.

NOW THAT GREATNESS SHINES THROUGH ME. NOT THAT I CLAIM GREATNESS FOR MYSELF: I AM MERELY THE INSTRUMENT, THE VEHICLE.

YOU HAVE SEEN WHAT I AM CAPABLE OF: MY SACRED ACT. IT IS NOW MY SACRED DUTY, MY MISSION, TO CONTINUE, JUST AS IT IS YOUR DUTY TO STOP ME. IT WILL TAKE YOU A LONG TIME TO FIND ME, HERR FABEL. BUT BEFORE YOU DO I SHALL HAVE SPREAD THE WINGS OF THE EAGLE FAR AND WIDE. I SHALL MAKE MY MARK, IN BLOOD, ON OUR SACRED SOIL.

YOU CAN STOP ME, BUT YOU WILL NEVER CATCH ME.

I SHALL NO LONGER BE AT THE EDGE OF OTHER PEOPLE’S PHOTOGRAPHS. IT IS MY TURN AT THE CENTRE.