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When a wolf leaves the pack, he lives only as long as he can kill by himself quicker and surer than any pack he runs up against. Meet a man beyond either forgiveness or vengeance. Meet the Man they Call The Lone Wolf. Better meet him now. The way he lives, he can't live much longer. Memo to; Chief, NYPD RE: Burt Wulff In New York City he was able to kill at least ten people, three of them at high levels in East Coast drug distribution network. In one case, he blew up a three story townhouse on the east side of Manhattan . . . Subject then proceeded to San Francisco; there is considerable newspaper evidence as to some of his acts there. In a major dock fire a freighter was destroyed and 50 to 60 people were killed, including several law-enforcement personnel. (It is strongly indicated, however, that Wulff considers himself to be aiding the authorities. ) . . . According to unreliable sources who cannot be identified, subject saved $250,000 worth of heroin from the ship fire and is now heading with it toward Boston, using it as "bait" to move the ever higher levels of responsibility for the traffic. End report.
When a wolf leaves the pack, he lives only as long as he can kill by himself quicker and surer than any pack he runs up against. Meet a man beyond either forgiveness or vengeance. Meet the Man they Call The Lone Wolf. Better meet him now. The way he lives, he can't live much longer. Memo To: Network Subject: Burt Wulff This man must be killed on sight. Details of the bounty will be distributed in a further memo. Subject is a veteran of combat and displays an extremely sophisticated knowledge of explosives, incendiary devices, armaments of all kinds and hand-to-hand combat. He is responsible for at least on hundred and fifty deaths and it appears that his "war" is now accelerating. In the twelve years of the interlocking organization and the important supply pact of 1963, no such danger had appeared. Wulff is only one man but for that precise reason retains a great freedom of action. He is a cold, remorseless killer and the danger he represents is not to be ignored.
When a wolf leaves the pack, he lives only as long as he can kill by himself quicker and surer than any pack he runs up against. Meet a man beyond either forgiveness or vengeance. Meet the Man they Call The Lone Wolf. Better meet him now. The way he lives, he can't live much longer. There was nothing you could do, the policeman thought. You just had to seal off your mind. Unless you were that crazy bastard Wulff. He thought for a moment of his ex-partner, ex-cop, ex-combat soldier, ex-narco, who was going to clean up the international drug trade singlehandedly and on the street. Wulff was crazy, he thought that you could really make a difference. The policeman could have laughed but then he thought of what Wulff had accomplished in just a couple of months of single-handed action and he was not so sure. Moving out on his own he had done more damage than a hundred agencies in twenty years. The policeman was still busy with these reflections when the knife entered him, between two ribs, neatly and almost painlessly at first.
When a wolf leaves the pack, he lives only as long as he can kill by himself quicker and surer than any pack he runs up against. Meet a man beyond either forgiveness or vengeance. Meet the Man they Call The Lone Wolf. Better meet him now. The way he lives, he can't live much longer. Burt Wulff found himself in something called the Hotel Crillon in Lima. It was steel and glass, looked like a Hilton, and had beggars living in the eaves. In Wulff's room there was a small man who wanted you to think he was Peruvian, but Wulff figured he was German if he was anything at all. He wanted Wulff to deliver several million dollars worth of heroin to the States. Several of the most efficient man-hunting organizations in the world--a few of them legal--desperately wanted Wulff dead, and knew where he was. Wulff said, "I don't think you understand . . . " One of the other two men in the room both sprawled on the floor, shook, limbs flailing like and insect's, in his coma. The small man flinched, and said, "Your work is well known. But you will never get out of Peru without my help . . . "
Los Angeles Holocaust: Mike Barry When a wolf leaves the pack, he lives only as long as he can kill by himself quicker and surer than any pack he runs up against. Meet a man beyond either forgiveness or vengeance. Meet the Man they Call The Lone Wolf. Better meet him now. The way he lives, he can't live much longer. Los Angeles was not a place but a mental state, the mental state of a severely deranged person. Wulff hated it. Los Angeles and New York were nominally both American cities but while New York was a great, steaming, dying beast, Los Angeles was merely vapor. Wulff was marked, but he was marked for Calabrese. He was Calabrese's game, Wulff, was, Wulff and his two million dollar cargo. Wulff was scheduled for killing, and it might as well happen in this cheap rooming house for unemployed actors in this suburb in a city that was all suburbs at the ragged-ass end of the continent . . .
When a wolf leaves the pack, he lives only as long as he can kill by himself quicker and surer than any pack he runs up against. Meet a man beyond either forgiveness or vengeance. Meet the Man they Call The Lone Wolf. Better meet him now. The way he lives, he can't live much longer. Burt Wulff was the target, and the way to Wulff was through an old friend named Tamara. Calabrese's men came for her in broad daylight, abducted her from her home and shot her full of drugs so that she didn't know a thing until she woke up in Miami. Miami--famous resort town, place in the sun and all that--but not now, not for Tamara and not for Wulff. The trouble was that Wulff was dead set against heroin, and went around breaking up the neat little trade routes that drug runners had set up around the globe. Now Calabrese decided he'd had enough of Wulff. Now he had Tamara, the bait by which to lure Wulff to Miami. In the shadow of those fine hotels and fancy shops, there was something going on along surfside. And that something was called murder.
When a wolf leaves the pack, he lives only as long as he can kill by himself quicker and surer than any pack he runs up against. Meet a man beyond either forgiveness or vengeance. Meet the Man they Call The Lone Wolf. Better meet him now. The way he lives, he can't live much longer. Burt Wulff was a nice guy, once. A New York cop, narcotics division. But he's seen too much destruction done by the poison in America's veins - heroin. Too much corrupted and made foul, and finally one life too many - and too close - destroyed. Burt Wulff has gone beyond fear, beyond love, even beyond hate. He's simply beyond giving the slightest damn whether he lives or dies, so long as he can kill the killers - thousands of them, all over America and all over the world.
When a wolf leaves the pack, he lives only as long as he can kill by himself quicker and surer than any pack he runs up against. Meet a man beyond either forgiveness or vengeance. Meet the Man they Call The Lone Wolf. Better meet him now. The way he lives, he can't live much longer. To the Commissioner: Burt Wulff, a former member of this department, began his campaign to destroy the international drug trade in New York. Traveling then to San Francisco, back across the country to Boston and back yet again to Las Vegas--all within a period of less than four weeks--he seems to have been solely responsible for the deaths of several hundred operatives involved at all levels of the national and international drug trade. At least three of them were at the highest perceptible levels. In San Francisco Bay, fire aboard and subsequent sinking of a large freighter; the destruction of a townhouse in NYC and a row of residences in Boston; the gutting of the Paradise Hotel, a major resort and gambling center in Las Vegas; all seem to be Wulff's work. He is apparently marked for execution at all levels of the network and despite the success of his shock tactics, cannot go on much longer.
His fiercest battle is with himself...Back on Civvy Street, after a tour of duty in Afghanistan, Dr. Luke Blackman is left with physical and emotional trauma. He hides both very well, keeping everyone at a distance and his feelings locked down tight. Until emotions explode in his emergency room and he loses himself with the beguiling Kate Bradley in the dark of a hospital supply closet!This lone wolf has never revealed his scars to a woman, and he has no intention of getting further involved-no matter how good she makes him feel. But for a brooding hero who's been alone too long Kate is an addiction he just can't break....
WAY OUT WESTTHE BADDEST MAN IN TEXAS?A quarter-breed cowboy like Luke McClendon had no business wooing golden girl Deanna Atchley. So when Luke was sent to prison for the murder of Deanna's father, it came as no surprise. Everyone in Stone Creek, Texas, knew Luke was just no good.Now Deanna was back in Luke's life, determined to clear his name. But the hard-hearted loner wasn't looking for redemption-only revenge. And as soon as he seduced the sweet beauty, he'd have it. But once Deanna was in his arms again, Luke wondered if the time had finally come to claim the bride who was rightfully his....Because there's nothing like a cowboy.
The Texan's Dilemma Bounty hunter Tom McCain works alone. He couldn't save his childhood friend, but he'll deliver her six-year-old daughter, Sarah Jane, to the only family she has left: a wealthy great-grandfather in Texas. But that means tangling with the fiery schoolteacher who wants to adopt her. Katie O'Malley is determined to give Sarah Jane a fresh start away from the tragedy of her early life. Even the high-handed Mr. McCain can't stop her. But when a secret from Sarah Jane's past threatens the young girl's life, joining forces with Tom is Katie's only option. They'll need all their courage to turn a perilous future into a home, a family-and a dream come true.
It began in late winter of 2004. Almost 100 years had passed since the last spotting of a wild wolverine in Michigan when coyote hunters caught a glimpse of one of the animals in a frozen farm field in the northern thumb region. For the next six years, Jeff Ford, a local science teacher and amateur naturalist, devoted himself to locating and filming the wolverine that had unexpectedly and inexplicably appeared in the Wolverine State. By the time hikers found the animal dead in early 2010, Ford had taken hundreds of rare live action photos and shot numerous hours of video, with the story of the "Wolverine Guy" attracting national attention through countless newspaper and magazine articles and appearances on Animal Planet and PBS Nature. This is the tale of Ford's quest as he uncovered answers to mysteries surrounding the animal's territory and movement patterns, while sparking a flurry of controversy surrounding the elusive predator's origin, much of which remains unresolved today. It's an intimate look at research in the raw, from DNA samples stuck on barbed wire to a sophisticated, motion-sensing infrared camera unit strategically placed to observe nocturnal behavior. The Lone Wolverine brings to vivid life this unforgettable piece of American wildlife lore, using candid interviews, public records, and Ford's own vast storehouse of notes, personal writings, correspondence, and images, offering an extraordinary chronicle of a wild wolverine in its natural habitat, at play and in fierce competition for food and survival. This is a wildlife detective story, recounting years of study and fierce debate as researchers pondered the riddles of Michigan's last wolverine---her origins, habits, and ultimately the cause of her untimely death.
"YIELD OR BE TAKEN BY FORCE!" At this threat from the invading force, Jaylor directed his gatekeepers to withdraw to the safety of the library. No one was left to reply to the enemy. The enemy lieutenants hoisted their banners high, Darville's symbol highest of all, and returned to their comrades. The ranks of soldiers lunged forward, anxious to begin. A strange chant issued from a thousand throats. Waves of violent sound chilled Jaylor's mind. "Kill magic. Kill all magicians." The chant grew in volume and aggression, fed by a whiff of magic from some unknown source. Battle frenzy swelled, binding the men together for the coming fray. "Kill magic. Kill all magicians." Weapons drumming on shields took on the rhythm of a thousand hearts beating in unison; a thousand minds with one goal. Battle. Blood. Heat. Lust ....
This workbook is a practical, step-by-step guide for addressing, dealing with, and relieving the loneliness in your life.
When a wonderful new book arrives at the library, at first it is loved by all, checked out constantly, and rarely spends a night on the library shelf. But over time it grows old and worn, and the children lose interest in its story. The book is sent to the library's basement where the other faded books live. How it eventually finds an honored place on a little girl's bookshelf--and in her heart--makes for an unforgettable story sure to enchant anyone who has ever cherished a book. Kate Bernheimer and Chris Sheban have teamed up to create a picture book that promises to be loved every bit as much as the lonely book itself.
Abridged and revised with a forward by professor Todd Gitlin, "The Lonely Crowd" is indispensable reading for anyone who wishes to understand the social character of the United States. Its now-classic analysis of the "new middle class" opens exciting new dimensions in our understanding of the psychological, political, and economic problems that confront the individual in contemporary American society.
Scotland Yard detective Ian Rutledge returns to solve his most exciting and shocking case yet in this latest entry in the bestselling series hailed as "outstanding" by the New York Times Book Review A breathtaking blend of psychological complexity, haunting atmosphere, compelling twists, and impressive detail, the novels in the Ian Rutledge mystery series have garnered their author widespread acclaim and numerous honors and awards. At the heart of the series is the compelling Scotland Yard detective inspector Ian Rutledge, a veteran of the Great War who understands all too well the darkness that lies within men's souls. Now three men have been murdered in a Sussex village, and Scotland Yard has been called in. It's a baffling case. The victims are soldiers who survived the horrors of World War I only to meet a ghastly end in the quiet English countryside two years later. Each had been garroted, with small ID discs left in their mouths. But even Scotland Yard's presence doesn't deter this vicious and clever killer. Shortly after Inspector Ian Rutledge arrives, a fourth soldier is found dead. With few clues to go on and the pressure building, Rutledge must gamble everything-his job, his reputation, and even his life-to find answers.
Once there was a little doll. Her name was Edith. She lived in a nice house and had everything she needed except someone to play with. She was lonely! Then one morning Edith looked into the garden and there stood two bears!
At an exclusive California prep school, four young girls form a bond that will endure over two decades-a bond built on secrets, scandal and murder...a bond about to be broken... Mattie, a federal judge...Breeze, a wealthy entrepreneur...and Jane, the first lady of the United States, have all enjoyed a meteoric rise to success since their days at the Rowe Academy for Girls. But now the truth behind the suicide of their friend Ivy and the murder of their headmistress twenty years ago is no longer safely hidden. The man imprisoned for the murder has been exonerated, and a true-crime reporter is relentlessly pursuing a loose thread in the decades-old cover-up, one that threatens to unravel the women's pact of silence. But none of them anticipates the twisted depths of the secrets about to be exposed-or how the truth is poised to shatter all their lives. ...
The Conquistadors had called it the Devil's Highway. It was the highest, driest, meanest desert in northern Mexico, and Case Hardesty had to cross it on foot or die. Behind him were the outlaws he'd taken for $20,000, and behind them the lawmen who had sworn death to them all. In one hand he held a Winchester, and in the other a salt sack stuffed with enough bills to buy a ranch in Sonora--if he made it. Or a grave, if he didn't.
Love is all you need... or is it? Penny's about to find out in this wonderful debut. Penny is sick of boys and sick of dating. So she vows: no more. It's a personal choice. . .and, of course, soon everyone wants to know about it. And a few other girls are inspired. A movement is born: The Lonely Hearts Club (named after the band from Sgt. Pepper). Penny is suddenly known for her nondating ways . . . which is too bad, because there's this certain boy she can't help but like. . . .
When have you gone into an electronics store, picked up a desirable gadget, and found that it was labeled "Made in Russia"? Probably never. Russia, despite its epic intellectual achievements in music, literature, art, and pure science, is a negligible presence in world technology. Despite its current leaders ambitions to create a knowledge economy, Russia is economically dependent on gas and oil. In "Lonely Ideas," Loren Graham investigates Russias long history of technological invention followed by failure to commercialize and implement. For three centuries, Graham shows, Russia has been adept at developing technical ideas but abysmal at benefiting from them. From the seventeenth-century arms industry through twentieth-century Nobel-awarded work in lasers, Russia has failed to sustain its technological inventiveness. Graham identifies a range of conditions that nurture technological innovation: a society that values inventiveness and practicality; an economic system that provides investment opportunities; a legal system that protects intellectual property; a political system that encourages innovation and success. Graham finds Russia lacking on all counts. He explains that Russias failure to sustain technology, and its recurrent attempts to force modernization, reflect its political and social evolution and even its resistance to democratic principles. But Graham points to new connections between Western companies and Russian researchers, new research institutions, a national focus on nanotechnology, and the establishment of Skolkovo, "a new technology city. " Today, he argues, Russia has the best chance in its history to break its pattern of technological failure.
Tells the story of the FACs (forward air controllers) who flew light, unarmored and often unarmed aircraft over the jungles of Vietnam. Their job was to find enemy troop and supply concentrations and direct fighters, artillery, gunships and bombers to them.
The Lonely Land is a tribute to the unspoiled beauty of the deep wilderness and the rugged individuals past and present who take up a canoe paddle to explore it.
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