By Scott Lynch
In his hugely acclaimed debut, The Lies of Locke Lamora, Scott Lynch took us on an adrenaline-fueled experience with a band of bold thieves led via con artist extraordinaire Locke Lamora. Now Lynch brings again his outrageous hero for a caper so death-defying, not anything in need of a miracle will pull it off.
After a brutal conflict with the underworld that almost destroyed him, Locke and his relied on sidekick, Jean, fled the island urban in their beginning and landed at the unique shorelines of Tal Verrar to nurse their wounds. yet even at this westernmost fringe of civilization, they can’t leisure for long—and are quickly again to what they do top: stealing from the not worthy wealthy and pocketing the proceeds for themselves.
This time, in spite of the fact that, they've got special the grandest prize of all: the Sinspire, the main unique and seriously guarded playing condo on the planet. Its 9 flooring allure the wealthiest clientele—and to upward push to the most sensible, one needs to provoke with reliable credits, fun behavior…and excruciatingly impeccable play. For there's one cardinal rule, enforced via Requin, the house’s cold-blooded grasp: it truly is dying to cheat at any online game on the Sinspire.
openly undeterred, Locke and Jean have orchestrated an complicated plan to lie, trick, and swindle their approach up the 9 floors…straight to Requin’s teeming vault. lower than the cloak of fake identities, they meticulously make their climb—until they're toward the spoils than ever.
yet somebody in Tal Verrar has exposed the duo’s mystery. anyone from their earlier who has each goal of creating the impudent criminals pay for his or her sins. Now it's going to take each ounce of crafty to save lots of their mercenary souls. And even that will not be enough.…
PRAISE FOR SCOTT LYNCH
“A vibrant new voice within the delusion genre.”—George R. R. Martin
Red Seas below crimson Skies
“Lynch hasn’t purely imagined a distant international, he’s created it, placed all of it down on paper—the smells, the sounds, the folks, the texture of where. the unconventional is a virtuoso functionality, and sf/fantasy fanatics will gobble it up.”—Booklist (starred review)
“Red Seas lower than purple Skies firmly proves that Scott Lynch isn’t a one-hit ask yourself. . . . It’ll in basic terms be a question of time earlier than Scott Lynch is pointed out within the related breath as George R. R. Martin and Steven Erikson.”—Fantasy booklet Critic
“Grand, grandiose, grandiloquent . . . No critic is probably going to fault Lynch in his overflowing features of inventiveness, audacious draftsmanship, and sympathetic characterization.”—Locus
“The type of witty romp that reminds you precisely how a lot enjoyable heroic delusion is meant to be.”—SFX
The Lies of Locke Lamora
“Right now, within the complete flush of a moment examining, i feel The Lies of Locke Lamora is maybe in my most sensible ten favourite books ever. probably my best 5. should you haven’t learn it, you'll want to. in case you have learn it, you have to most likely learn it again.”—Patrick Rothfuss, New York Times bestselling writer of The identify of the Wind
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A guardhouse stood simply this part of the thirty-foot hole, beside a drawbridge at the moment hauled instantly up into the air and set inside of a heavy wooden body. Locke presumed that was once the standard technique of front to the archon’s area. The Mon Magisteria used to be a ducal fort within the precise Therin Throne type, simply fifteen tales excessive at its height and 3 or 4 occasions as vast. Layer after layer of crenellated battlements rose up, shaped from flat black stones that looked as if it would take in the fountains of sunshine thrown up by means of dozens of lanterns burning at the castle’s grounds. Columned aqueducts rotated the partitions and towers at each point, and ornamental streams of water cascaded down from sculptures of dragons and sea monsters set on the fort’ corners. The Eyes of the Archon led Locke and Jean towards front of the palace, down a large course dusted with white gravel. there have been lush eco-friendly lawns on each side of the trail, set at the back of ornamental stone borders that made the lawns appear like islands. extra blue-robed and black-armored guards in bronze mask stood unmoving alongside the trail, retaining up blackened-steel halberds with alchemical lighting outfitted into their wood shafts. the place so much castles could have a entrance gate the Mon Magisteria had a dashing waterfall wider than the trail on which they stood; this used to be the resource of the noise Locke had heard echoing on the boat touchdown under. a number of torrents of water crashed out of big, darkish apertures set in a line working immediately up the citadel wall. those joined and fell right into a churning moat on the very base of the constitution, a moat even wider than the glass-sided canyon that reduce the fortress grounds off from the remainder of the Castellana. A bridge, a little arched, vanished into the pounding white waterfall approximately midway over the moat. hot mist wafted up round them as their celebration approached the sting of this bridge, which Locke might now see had a few kind of area of interest lower into it, operating correct down its heart for its complete obvious size. Beside the bridge was once an iron pull-chain putting from the pinnacle of a slim stone pillar. the attention officer reached up for this and gave it 3 rapid tugs. A second later there got here a metal damn noise from the course of the bridge. a depressing form loomed in the waterfall, grew, after which burst out towards them with mist and water exploding off its roof. It used to be a tremendous field of iron-ribbed wooden, fifteen toes excessive and as huge because the bridge. Rumbling, it slid alongside the music carved into the bridge until eventually it halted with a squeal of steel on steel in advance of them. doorways popped open towards them, driven from the interior by way of attendants in darkish blue coats with silver-braid trim. Locke and Jean have been ushered into the roomy conveyance, which had home windows set into the tip dealing with the fortress. via them, Locke may well see not anything yet dashing water. The waterfall pounded off the roof; the noise used to be like being in a carriage in the course of a heavy typhoon. whilst Locke and Jean and the entire Eyes had stepped into the field, the attendants drew the doorways closed.