Bøger af Whip Lipsey

Natasha considers identifying her authorizing agency, explaining her mission, clarifying her legal position, describing her allied agents, and debating jurisdictions. Instead, she translates all this into Russian by delivering a front kick to the chest of the suitably surprised ATF agent, ending his amazement with a right cross to his jaw. Natasha speaks every language fluently once the rough stuff starts. Natasha resists the lethal Lady Fang.Kip and Trevor fall into a deadly tourist trap (piranhas!).Marcy frets over her daughter's "mischief based" child development. Volcano lairs, art loving henchmen, feminist gun-molls; from Washington D.C. to Paris to Nassau to Bangkok, the third instalment of The Silencers Series spares no expense. The Silencers: a trips-on-his-tongue con man, a British-to-his-bristles cat burglar, a tech-wizard (sorry, 'conceptual artist'), and a Russian femme fatale (with the emphasis on fatale). Headed by a beleaguered executive secretary and assisted by her kid-tending husband, they match wits against the ultimate host of supervillains/hedge fund managers. Plastic surgeons making doubles.Secret agents leading Mimes of Death.The Mighty Tarantula, King of Spiders. Simultaneously arty and pulpy. A meditation on the nature of the sequel and a satirical 007 style story mash-up in an inverted world of a classic spy adventure; where girls are a girl's best friend, but diamonds are still forever.

Karloff stands before his prey. Bolas dangle from his waist. A short bow stretches across his chest. A hunting rifle rests in his hands. Rafe can make out a phrase engraved on the stock: Ivan the Terrible."Should we disregard the warnings?""Me, I don't trust the guy. I hate to go on early impressions, but he doesn't seem the honest sort." Ships have gone down.Accountants have gone missing.Agent 117 has failed to report. And what is a Death Orchid? A GATHERING OF EAGLES... ...or perhaps pigeons. A trips-on-his-tongue con man, a British-to-his-bristles cat burglar, a tech-wizard (sorry, 'conceptual artist'), and a Russian femme fatale (with the emphasis on fatale). The Silencers. Headed by a beleaguered executive secretary and assisted by her toddler-tending husband, they match wits against a master hunter in what is truly the most dangerous game. A missing lighthouse.A lost tribe.A message in a bottle ("Send more shoes! Size nine!"). The mad hunter Ivan Karloff stalks humans on his private island reserve - as mad hunters are apt to do - and Interpol's Special Infiltration Unit (Provisional) must discover his malevolent master plan before ... well, therein lies a tale. With a loving ear and a skeptical eye, The Silencers series simultaneously pays tribute to, and parodies, classic adventure tales. An homage and a comic subversion all at once. Think Charles Portis meets the Cohen brothers (wait, that already happened) or James Bond mugs Mark Twain. There. Think that.

It occurs to Marcy that she has missed more briefings on this mission than a good supervisor should. Rafe notices her confusion. He shrugs. Of course this mission doesn't make sense. But how much sympathy can he have for her? After all, she entered the room leading a werewolf. Kip and Trevor (unwittingly) seek the sinister Dr. Damarung. Rafe and Natasha (unknowingly) storm the Abbey of the Eagles. Marcy and family (unsurprisingly) visit a village gift shop-wait, is that a ceramic swastika? It would help if any of them knew what the others were up to, but where you can't find help, there you will find: The Silencers. Natasha, the precision weapon. Rafe, the fast-talking trickster. Trevor, the gentleman cat-burglar. Kip, artificer tech-whiz. And Marcy Gainer, creator and curator of Interpol's answer to the question: Who do we have that's expendable? The Silencers. A secret formula.A sacred relic.A hidden message (well, in plain sight, but scribbled). ODESSA lives! And Field Marshal Count Frederick Adolphus Orlok, Superior of the Abbey of the Eagles and Commander of the Organization of Former SS Officers (Descendent) must finance it. If business requires making the odd were-beast, well that's the least any ordinary third generation Andean Mountain secret society evil cult leader would do. The very least. A comedy of wit and a classic adventure tale; Oscar Wilde meets Seal Team Six.

Vinnie looked on in horror at the flesh-hung corpse. The zombie stared back with dead yellow eyes that showed no hint of thought or will. Vinnie swallowed hard. He looked back at Drakan expecting to see fangs, and a cape, and to become the vampire's next meal. Instead, he saw Drakan holding up a purple jumpsuit and a soldier's helmet painted bright yellow."This is the henchman uniform," Drakan said proudly. Nick Sabernail has lost an ancient tome from his museum, making him a murder suspect. Detective Yolanda Vasquez suspects Nick of killing young women (and elderly Korean gentlemen?) to make off with their blood. And she refuses to find him charming, in spite of his charm. Victor Drakan (not his real name-but who in LA has a real name?) kills the living to bring back dead celebrities so that he can film their "lost" movies and show them on public access television. Because undeath must be made to pay one way or another. Citizens missing. Graves plundered. Elvis sightings on the rise. Can Nick win over the fair Yolanda before the Zombie Nation takes over LA? Can Yolanda find a man she can trust before all the good ones (and, frankly, most of the bad ones) are gone? Can Marylin Monroe the Zombie overcome the effects of decay long enough to remember her lines? Find the answers here, stalwart readers. A horror comedy and a satire on self-creation. Undead in LA will change the way you look at pop culture; and zombie bank robberies.