The Sign [antikvár]

PROLOGUE I.Skeleton Coast, Namibia - Two years agoAs the bottom of the ravine rushed up to meet him, the dry, rocky landscape hurtling past Danny Sherwood miraculously slowed right down to a crawl. Not that the extra time was welcome. All it did was allow the realization to play itself out, over and over, in his harrowed mind. The gut-wrenching, agonizing realization that, without a shadow of a doubt, he would be dead in a matter of seconds.And yet the day had started off with so much promise.After almost three years, his work - his and the rest of the team's - was finally done. And, he thought with an inward grin, the rewards would soon be his to enjoy.It had been a hard slog. The project itself had been daunting enough, from a scientific point of view. The work conditions - the tight deadline, the even tighter security, the virtual exile from family and friends for all those intense and lonely months - were even more of a challenge. But today, as he had looked up at the pure blue sky and breathed in the dry, dusty air of this godforsaken corner of the planet, it all seemed worthwhile.There would be no IPO, that much had been made clear from the start. Neither Microsoft nor Google would be paying big bucks to acquire the technology. The project, he'd been told, was being developed for the military. Still, a significant on-success bonus had been promised to every member of the team. In his case, it would be enough to provide financial security for him, his parents back home, and for any not-too-overly profligate wife he might end up with along vdth as many kids as he could possibly envisage having - if he ever