Two The clock behind the hotel counter says it’s almost 1:30 in the afternoon. The woman at the front desk smiles and nods knowingly when I tell her my name and why I’m here. “Your last name is Martin?” “Yes. I’m Jacob Martin. John Martin is my dad.” She says she wasn’t working when the […]
Prologue The middle of the China Sea, 1885 From his position on the wet floor in the corner of the dark and dank room, the boy rubbed his blood-shot eyes and looked around him. The room resembled a medieval battlefield littered by the slain. Men and women of all backgrounds lay slumped over chairs, tables […]
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