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The Adventures of Indiana Jones [Paperback]

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  • Category: Books (Fiction)
  • Author:  Black, Campbell, Kahn, James, Macgregor, Rob
  • Author:  Black, Campbell, Kahn, James, Macgregor, Rob
  • ISBN-10:  0345501276
  • ISBN-10:  0345501276
  • ISBN-13:  9780345501271
  • ISBN-13:  9780345501271
  • Publisher:  Del Rey
  • Publisher:  Del Rey
  • Pages:  608
  • Pages:  608
  • Binding:  Paperback
  • Binding:  Paperback
  • Pub Date:  01-Jun-2008
  • Pub Date:  01-Jun-2008
  • Item ID: 101318354
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FOR THE FIRST TIME IN A SINGLE VOLUME—THREE THRILLING NOVELS INSPIRED BY THE BLOCKBUSTER FILMS

This volume includes the following novels:
Indiana Jones and the Raiders of the Lost Ark
Indiana Jones and the Temple of Doom
Indiana Jones and the Last Crusade

With bullwhip in hand, Indiana Jones has unearthed a wealth of ancient treasures. InRaiders of the Lost Ark,the fearless archeologist journeys from Nepal to Cairo to the Mediterranean, dodging poisons, traps, and snakes, battling rivals old and new–all in pursuit of an ancient artifact that holds the key to dazzling, invincible power.Indiana Jones and the Temple of Doomfinds our intrepid hero in a remote village in India, where a mysterious old shaman tells him that his arrival has been foreseen–and that he must retrieve a stolen mystical stone. And finally, Indy must face the most challenging and personal endeavor of his life: rescue his estranged father, the eminent professor Dr. Henry Jones, from a Nazi’s lair, and recover the legendary Holy Grail. YetIndiana Jones and the Last Crusadedoesn’t mean the adventure is over. . . .Chapter 1

South America, 1936

The jungle was darkly verdant, secretive, menacing. What little sunlight broke the high barriers of branches and twisted vines was pale, milky in color. The air, sticky and solid, created a wall of humidity. Birds screamed in panic, as if they had been unexpectedly trapped in some huge net. Glittering insects scurried underfoot, animals chattered and squealed in the foliage. In its primitive quality the place might have been a lost terrain, a point unmapped, untraveled—the end of the world.

Eight men made their way slowly along a narrow trail, pausing now and then to hack at an overhanging vine or slice at a dangling branch. At the head of this group there was a tall man in a leather jacket and a brimmed felt hat. Behl£‹
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