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It’s the first century A.D. and Marcus Didius Falco, Ancient Rome’s favorite son and sometime palace spy, has just been dealt a lousy blow from the gods: The beautiful, high-born Helena Justina has left him in the dust. So when the Emperor Vespasian calls upon him to investigate an act of treason, Falco is more than ready for a distraction. Disguised as an idle vacationer in the company of his best friend Petronius, Falco travels from the Isle of Capreae to Neapolis and all the way to the great city of Pompeii…where a whole new series of Herculean events—involving yet another conspiracy, and a fateful meeting with his beloved Helena—are about to erupt. . .
Zakup książki
Bronzeschatten, Lindsey Davis
- Język
- Rok wydania
- 2000
- Oprawa
- (miękka),
- Stan książki
- Bardzo dobry
- Cena
- 21,22 zł
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- Tytuł
- Bronzeschatten
- Autorzy
- Lindsey Davis
- Wydawca
- Knaur
- Rok wydania
- 2000
- Oprawa
- miękka
- Liczba stron
- 589
- ISBN10
- 3426618907
- ISBN13
- 9783426618905
- Seria
- Falco
- Kategorie
- Tagi
- Kryminały & Sensacja, Miłość, Morderstwa, Starożytność, Detektyw, Literatura angielska, Rzym, Romowie, Starożytny Rzym, Cesarze, Jastrząb
- Pierwsze wydanie
- 1990
- Oryginalna nazwa
- Shadows in Bronze
- Ocena
- 3,85 z 5
- Opis
- It’s the first century A.D. and Marcus Didius Falco, Ancient Rome’s favorite son and sometime palace spy, has just been dealt a lousy blow from the gods: The beautiful, high-born Helena Justina has left him in the dust. So when the Emperor Vespasian calls upon him to investigate an act of treason, Falco is more than ready for a distraction. Disguised as an idle vacationer in the company of his best friend Petronius, Falco travels from the Isle of Capreae to Neapolis and all the way to the great city of Pompeii…where a whole new series of Herculean events—involving yet another conspiracy, and a fateful meeting with his beloved Helena—are about to erupt. . .


