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The Mud Room
- Narrado por: Chris Vallancourt
- Duração: 4 horas e 2 minutos
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Sinopse
After a failed government sanctioned mission in Tanzania, Chase Memphis heads back to Washington D.C. to his job as the disgraced project leader. The sole analyst works for an off-book department known as the Mud Room, because of the messy cases that are assigned. Feeling guilty from losing 27 soldiers, Chase needs all his skills to help solve the mystery of what happened deep in the savanna. Using the knowledge from the ancient artists, philosophers, and archaeologists, he maps out and embarks on a journey with new friends. You are invited to travel alongside as they explore New York, Greece, and other beautiful and historic parts of the world.
This is a thrilling story that is about human frailty, forgiveness, and ultimate redemption. It explores and contrasts the power of love seen through the eyes of the most innocent and most hated as spirits collide in epic battles over the ultimate prize.
Each second achingly dragged by as Chase and the commander stood silently. The wind had stopped blowing; not even the slightest rustle came from the surrounding vegetation. No footsteps pattered in the distance. In the unnatural quiet, Chase’s heart, hammering inside his rib cage, felt thunderous.
Someone shouted below them, then another man, and another. The commander grabbed his radio. “Johnson. Do you copy?” A faint crackle but no response. The trees were too thick to reveal any movement. The commander held up an arm to summon McCloskey and Singh, who jumped out of their trucks and ran over. “Something’s not right. We need to—” A sonic boom reverberated throughout the plain, and the sky turned in the air above the trees. Chase and the other men fell to the ground on their stomachs, covering their ears against the deafening roar, but just as quickly scrambled back to their feet and sprinted down the hill. “Johnson! Johnson! Copy!” the commander screamed into his radio.