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Zusatztext Praise for Shadow Tyrants "Cussler and action-adventure fans will love this … the sheer insanity of the story line will keep readers guessing about what’s going on until the last page of the book."—Associated Press “Plenty of action.”— Publishers Weekly Informationen zum Autor Clive Cussler and Boyd Morrison Klappentext Only Juan Cabrillo and the crew of the Oregon stand between two warring moguls and global havoc in this thrilling suspense novel in Clive Cussler's #1 New York Times bestselling series. Nearly two thousand years ago, an Eastern emperor charged a small group with safeguarding secrets powerful enough to change the history of mankind. They went down in legend as the Nine Unknown Men--and now two rival factions of their descendants are fighting a mighty battle. Both sides think they are saving the world, but their tactics could very well bring about the end of humankind. Soon, Juan Cabrillo and his team of expert operatives aboard the Oregon find themselves trapped between two power-hungry adversaries, both of whom are willing to use shocking means to accomplish their goals. Cabrillo and the team must divide and conquer as they fight dual threats, which include a supercomputer at sea and satellites that can wipe out technology across the globe--including the high-tech weapons on board the Oregon. The crew must rely on their unique skills to stop the tyrants in their tracks and save the earth from a dynasty of terror. One Over the Arabian Sea Present day, eighteen months ago "Don't tell anyone," Adam Carlton whispered as he glanced over his shoulder to make sure no one was listening. "I'm not supposed to take you down there." Lyla Dhawan knew his dramatic gesture was all for show. They were alone in the airplane's palatial rear lounge, with its mahogany tables and Gucci-embossed sofas. Although the double-decker Airbus A380 was gigantic and could carry more than eight hundred passengers when fitted out as an airliner, this plane currently held fewer than one hundred people. Most of them were in the luxurious forward bars, enjoying the free-flowing champagne and snacking on expensive caviar. Lyla still didn't know why she'd been one of the lucky few invited onto Xavier Carlton's private jet, but she jumped at a once-in-a-lifetime experience. Fending off advances from one of the billionaire's sons almost made her wish she'd reconsidered. However, his offer was intriguing. "You mean, we can go down and see the cargo hold?" she asked. Carlton nodded, downed the rest of his hundred-year-old scotch, and leaned in closer, practically purring, in his British accent, "Have you ever seen a Bugatti Chiron?" The reek of alcohol on his breath almost made Lyla gag. She shook her head. "Fastest car in the world," Carlton said. "Worth three million dollars even before I added the solid gold trim. I brought it from London to see what it can do on the desert roads. Obviously, I can't take you for a drive, but you can sit in it. The leather is the softest you'll ever feel." She managed not to roll her eyes. Lyla couldn't care less about cars, and his constant bragging was getting on her nerves. But she didn't know when she would get another opportunity to tour the cargo area of an A380. She was a pilot herself, logging more than six hundred hours in twin-engine prop planes back in San Jose, California, so going down to see the hold was like getting a backstage pass to Disneyland. Her only hesitation was the thought of being alone with this jerk. "That's quite a tempting offer," Lyla said. "Maybe some of the other guests would like to see it, too." Not that she couldn't fend him off if he got handsy. He was short and decidedly out of shape, while she ...
