Vendeur : PBShop.store US, Wood Dale, IL, Etats-Unis
PAP. Etat : New. New Book. Shipped from UK. Established seller since 2000. N° de réf. du vendeur L2-9798232289645
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Vendeur : PBShop.store UK, Fairford, GLOS, Royaume-Uni
PAP. Etat : New. New Book. Shipped from UK. Established seller since 2000. N° de réf. du vendeur L2-9798232289645
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Vendeur : CitiRetail, Stevenage, Royaume-Uni
Paperback. Etat : new. Paperback. Jax hates stools. He hates counters that are chest-high. He hates looking up at everyone. But mostly, he hates not getting paid. Captain Jax is a pilot with a Napoleon complex and a corvette held together by duct tape and lizard spit. He's five-foot-six of pure spite in a galaxy built for giants. When a slime-mold broker offers him a retirement-level payday to transport a "biological sample" to the edge of the Drift, Jax doesn't ask questions. He just wants the credits. Big mistake. The "sample" isn't a virus or a politician. It's a seven-foot-tall, ten-thousand-year-old Progenitor goddess named the Archetype. She's ancient, she's arrogant, and she's the key to a weapon that can turn stars into magnifying glasses. Now, Jax is being hunted by the Celestial Vanguard-a cult of human supremacists who want to burn the galaxy clean-and a fleet of bounty hunters who think his head would look great on a wall. His crew? A radioactive rock-man who bakes bread that glows, a sniper lizard with an attitude problem, and a neurotic spider-bot who loves polka. They're broke, broken, and outgunned. But they have one advantage: nobody looks down at the rat until it bites them in the ankle. Strap in. The warranty is void, the oven is hot, and the fuse is lit. This item is printed on demand. Shipping may be from our UK warehouse or from our Australian or US warehouses, depending on stock availability. N° de réf. du vendeur 9798232289645
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Vendeur : AHA-BUCH GmbH, Einbeck, Allemagne
Taschenbuch. Etat : Neu. nach der Bestellung gedruckt Neuware - Printed after ordering - Jax hates stools. He hates counters that are chest-high. He hates looking up at everyone. But mostly, he hates not getting paid. Captain Jax is a pilot with a Napoleon complex and a corvette held together by duct tape and lizard spit. He's five-foot-six of pure spite in a galaxy built for giants. When a slime-mold broker offers him a retirement-level payday to transport a 'biological sample' to the edge of the Drift, Jax doesn't ask questions. He just wants the credits. Big mistake. The 'sample' isn't a virus or a politician. It's a seven-foot-tall, ten-thousand-year-old Progenitor goddess named the Archetype. She's ancient, she's arrogant, and she's the key to a weapon that can turn stars into magnifying glasses. Now, Jax is being hunted by the Celestial Vanguard-a cult of human supremacists who want to burn the galaxy clean-and a fleet of bounty hunters who think his head would look great on a wall. His crew A radioactive rock-man who bakes bread that glows, a sniper lizard with an attitude problem, and a neurotic spider-bot who loves polka. They're broke, broken, and outgunned. But they have one advantage: nobody looks down at the rat until it bites them in the ankle. Strap in. The warranty is void, the oven is hot, and the fuse is lit. N° de réf. du vendeur 9798232289645
Quantité disponible : 2 disponible(s)
Vendeur : preigu, Osnabrück, Allemagne
Taschenbuch. Etat : Neu. Short Fuse, Long Odds | Dustin Gross | Taschenbuch | Englisch | 2025 | Dustin Gross | EAN 9798232289645 | Verantwortliche Person für die EU: Libri GmbH, Europaallee 1, 36244 Bad Hersfeld, gpsr[at]libri[dot]de | Anbieter: preigu Print on Demand. N° de réf. du vendeur 134315847
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