By David Baldacci
Now only one factor stands among Vega Jane and freedom -- the Quag. with a view to depart Wormwood and detect the reality approximately her global, Vega and her ally Delph needs to give you the option to make it throughout a terrifying land of bloodthirsty creatures and sinister magic. however the Quag is worse than Vega Jane's darkest imagining. it is a residing, respiring criminal designed to maintain enemies out and the villagers of Wormwood in.
The Quag will throw every thing at Vega Jane. it is going to try and holiday her. it is going to try and kill her. And survival may come at a cost now not even Vega Jane is keen to pay.
Bestselling writer David Baldacci unleashes a storm of motion and adrenaline that takes readers to the breaking point.
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