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ISBN-10: 0752866117

ISBN-13: 9780752866116

Oh no! The Romans have captured Cacofonix as a present for Caesar—and the Emperor plans to throw him to the lions. There’s just one means for Asterix and Obelix to rescue their bard: they must develop into gladiators themselves.

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Well, it was true—literally— Zak was chief frog! ' She looked irritatedly at the blond giant who had invaded her apartment so effectively. Jordan smiled at the joke. 'I'm sure you have a lot more to say to this particular Prince,' he drawled. 'And that you would probably prefer to say it when I'm not around! Tomorrow is Sunday,' he continued consideringly. ' She blinked at his directness. Of course she could start on Monday—her diary wasn't exactly overflowing with work, as she had already told him.

Stazy had been about to walk away, having already taken her keys from her bag, a confused look on her face as she looked up at Jordan Hunter. She had expected him to leave too, but he hadn't moved after he'd stepped out of the lift. He was, she acknowledged, by any woman's standards, extremely good-looking. Tall, several inches taller than her own five feet nine inches, with curly hair that seemed, she recalled, to have a permanently tousled look, almost as if he were constantly running His fingers through its dark length.

Aged probably in his mid-thirties, more than ten years older than her own twenty-one years, he had the assurance and sophistication to match his maturity; in fact, Stazy had never seen him dressed in anything other than one of the numerous tailored suits he seemed to possess, with pristine shirts and matching silk ties. By contrast, he had probably never seen her wearing anything but jeans or leggings, matched with loose tops, her copper-red hair usually flowing loosely down her spine. —and a long, slightly arrogant nose.

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