Well, next time a serial killer is chasing us on a snowmobile through Siberia--
#47: Riddle of the Sands by Geoffrey Knight:
Will looked at Daniel, then at Shane, then shook his head. "No offense, dude, but we're on a very tight schedule here, our friend has just been shot with poison darts, and I don't know who the hell you are."
"I told you," Shane said. "His name is Daniel West. He's a--"
"Reporter. I know, I heard you the first time."
"You were the one who said we need to rewrite history. Who better to help us than a goddamn writer!"
"Who's to say he doesn't work for Perron? How do we know his pen isn't filled with poison?"
"Actually, I prefer to use pencil," Daniel interjected matter-of-factly, adjusting his glasses. "And I work for the London Town Crier.
Synopsis: A band of plucky gay adventurers race around the globe to save one of their own from a deadly poison. Bonus points for hot man-on-man blowpipe action.
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Will looked at Daniel, then at Shane, then shook his head. "No offense, dude, but we're on a very tight schedule here, our friend has just been shot with poison darts, and I don't know who the hell you are."
"I told you," Shane said. "His name is Daniel West. He's a--"
"Reporter. I know, I heard you the first time."
"You were the one who said we need to rewrite history. Who better to help us than a goddamn writer!"
"Who's to say he doesn't work for Perron? How do we know his pen isn't filled with poison?"
"Actually, I prefer to use pencil," Daniel interjected matter-of-factly, adjusting his glasses. "And I work for the London Town Crier.
Synopsis: A band of plucky gay adventurers race around the globe to save one of their own from a deadly poison. Bonus points for hot man-on-man blowpipe action.
My review's up Three Dollar Bill Reviews.