The Vivero Letter
Desmond Bagley
Action thriller by the classic adventure writer set in South America.Jeremy Wheale’s well-ordered life is blasted apart when his brother is murdered. The killer was after a family heirloom – an antique gold tray – which sets Wheale on a trail from Devon to the tropical rainforest of Yucatan. There he joins the hunt for a lost Mayan city. But in the dense cover of the jungle a band of vicious convict mercenaries are waiting to strike…
DESMOND BAGLEY
The Vivero Letter
COPYRIGHT (#ulink_51aa750f-8ed5-50ad-90fa-163819e793a5)
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First published in Great Britain by Collins 1968
Copyright © Brockhurst Publications 1968
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Source ISBN: 9780008211172
Ebook Edition © April 2017 ISBN: 9780008211189
Version: 2017-03-13
CONTENTS
Cover (#uad83112b-3105-5ac3-92aa-8f341ea72808)
Title Page (#ufd74eae9-6bac-5c40-9b9d-b2cbc9b5eab4)
Copyright (#uabc3701c-266b-5b68-94b9-72c730d2f956)
The Vivero Letter (#u63fae4ba-ffad-58f2-b817-f6c8d7940cbe)
Dedication (#u114e33da-d285-521e-9c4d-517b59eb0dda)
Acknowledgements (#ue7ed11c3-c34c-56dd-9fb6-1212a26a0eec)
Chapter One (#udc8d9fdf-d7bc-574d-9e8c-74312c3c9a44)
Chapter Two (#ua801b03b-3ead-537c-b3e0-325efcf271d3)
Chapter Three (#uc41cda10-5938-5118-9791-d43b84c2a6f8)
Chapter Four (#litres_trial_promo)
Chapter Five (#litres_trial_promo)
Chapter Six (#litres_trial_promo)
Chapter Seven (#litres_trial_promo)
Chapter Eight (#litres_trial_promo)
Chapter Nine (#litres_trial_promo)
Chapter Ten (#litres_trial_promo)
Chapter Eleven (#litres_trial_promo)
Chapter Twelve (#litres_trial_promo)
Postscript (#litres_trial_promo)
About the Author (#litres_trial_promo)
By the Same Author (#litres_trial_promo)
About the Publisher (#litres_trial_promo)
THE VIVERO LETTER (#ulink_fbdad47e-7f8e-55e6-a4c1-f6e2b4796ae7)
DEDICATION (#ulink_97309152-5621-5f0b-9778-b67c43f70e87)
To that stalwart institution the British pub, particularly the Kingsbridge Inn, Totnes, and the Cott Inn, Dartington
ACKNOWLEDGEMENTS (#ulink_001e9750-fd83-5089-adec-1bf9c0bafa65)
I would like to thank Captain T. A. Hampton of the British Underwater Centre, Dartmouth, for detailed information about diving techniques.
My thanks also go to Gerard L’E. Turner, Assistant Curator of the Museum of the History of Science, Oxford, for information on certain bronze mirrors, Amida’s Mirror in particular.
Theirs the credit for accuracy; mine the fault for inaccuracy.
ONE (#ulink_17443000-2bd7-51c5-a201-42f5c7354f4c)
I made good time on the way to the West Country; the road was clear and there was only an occasional car coming in the other direction to blind me with headlights. Outside Honiton I pulled off the road, killed the engine and lit a cigarette. I didn’t want to arrive at the farm at an indecently early hour, and besides, I had things to think about.
They say that eavesdroppers never hear good of themselves. It’s a dubious proposition from the logical standpoint, but I certainly hadn’t disproved it empirically. Not that I had intended to eavesdrop – it was one of those accidental things you get yourself into with no graceful exit – so I just stood and listened and heard things said about myself that I would rather not have heard.