"Jeff Long - Deeper" - читать интересную книгу автора (Long Jeff)

Synopsis
Hell exists. It is a real, geological, historical place beneath our very feet. And it is
inhabited savagely. In an intense and imaginative tour de force, New York Times
bestselling author Jeff Long takes readers into the depths of the earth where a
primordial intelligence waits in the darkness. A decade has passed since doomed
explorers unveiled a nightmare of tunnels and rivers honeycombing the earthтАЩs
depths. After millennia of suffering terror and predation, humanityтАЩs armies
descended to destroy the ancient hordes. Deep beneath the Pacific Ocean, a
doomed science expedition killed the subterraneansтАЩ fabled leader, and suddenly it
seemed that evil was dead and all was right with the world again. Now Deeper arrives
to explode that complacency and plunge us back into the sunless abyss. Hell boils
up through AmericaтАЩs subways and basements to take its revenge and steal our
children. Against the backdrop of a looming war with China, a crusade of volunteers
races to find the vestiges of a lost race. But a lone explorer, the linguist Ali von
Schade, learns that a far greater menace lies in the unexplored heart of the planet.
The real Satan canтАЩt be killed, and he has been waiting since the beginning of time to
gain his freedom. Man and his pitiless enemies are mere pawns in the greatest escape
ever devised. Mesmerizing and concussive, this darkly brilliant work of imagination
galvanizes Jeff LongтАЩs reputation as a prodigious talent. At once a love story, the
ultimate thriller, and an extreme adventure, Deeper will leave you breathless.




DEEPER
By
Jeff Long
Copyright ┬й 2007 by Jeff Long, LLC

To Ada

Acknowledgments
My deepest gratitude to the following.
Emily Bestler is one of those rare and magical editors every writer dreams about, an
editor who rolls up her sleeves, tackles your language, and tames your story, all with
a Southern accent.
Equal parts gentleman, gladiator, and prophet, my agent, Sloan Harris, continues to
light my path and guide me through the wilderness.
For some reason, film agents never seem to get mentioned in literary
acknowledgments, maybe because real writers arenтАЩt supposed to be starving for
HollywoodтАЩs attention. The fact is that my remarkable film agent, Josie Freedman,
has helped keep the wolf from our door for years now.
The greatest fly fisherman in the world, Cliff Watts, has been doctoring both the
town of Boulder and my fictional walking wounded for the last three decades. Any
and all errors should prove once and for all that you probably ought not go to a
novelist for your brain surgery.
Finally, Barbara and Helena, thank you for lending me to the dark depths for so
many years. Now let us ride off into Mustang dawns.