Book 5. (7 results) Assassin of Gor (Context Quote)
Chapter #
Sentence #
Quote
18
334
Again the thought went through me.
18
335
You, Killer, would never make a Player.
18
336
You, Killer, would never make a Player.
18
337
Grimly, the paga bottle in my hand, I went back into the corridor and found the stairs that took one to lower floors in the cylinder, and eventually to its depths.
18
338
Lower and lower I went into the cylinder, the thought pounding in my brain: You, Killer, would never make a Player.
18
339
I was beginning to feel sick with fear, with anger.
18
340
A realization that horrified me seemed to claw at the back of my brain, as the beast had torn at the door, unseen, in the corridor far above.
Again the thought went through me.
You, Killer, would never make a Player.
You, Killer, would never make a Player.
Grimly, the paga bottle in my hand, I went back into the corridor and found the stairs that took one to lower floors in the cylinder, and eventually to its depths.
Lower and lower I went into the cylinder, the thought pounding in my brain: You, Killer, would never make a Player.
I was beginning to feel sick with fear, with anger.
A realization that horrified me seemed to claw at the back of my brain, as the beast had torn at the door, unseen, in the corridor far above.
- (Assassin of Gor, Chapter )