The Grail ConspiracyLlewellyn Worldwide, 2005 - 343 páginas Winner of Foreword Magazine's Book of the Year Award for Best Mystery Praise: "This page-turner is bound to show up on Da Vinci Code read-alike lists at public libraries across the country."—Library Journal "Religion and science battle through a spectacular hold-your-breath conclusion when the Holy Grail supplies the blood of Christ to the forces of evil."—M. Diane Vogt, author of Six Bills and other Willa Carson Novels "The Grail Conspiracyis an auspicious debut from a dig in the deserts of Iraq to the inner sanctum of the Knights Templar, this multi-layered tale is a gripping blend of modern science, ancient ritual, and page-turning suspense. Next time you face the dark side, you'll want Cotten Stone, this gutsy, intelligent and engaging heroine at your side."—Christine Kling, author of Cross Current and Surface Tension "If you liked The Da Vinci Code, run out and buy this book! Modern technology mixed with mythology make for a fast read. This globe-trotting adventure story with biblical undertones will keep you hooked!"—Nancy J. Cohen, author of the Bad Hair Day mystery series |
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... hair behind her ear, watching the taillights fade. The soft whisper of the desert wind carried the first chill of the evening as the January sky turned from rose to indigo. Cotten pulled the hooded parka from her carryall and slipped it ...
... hair and on the backs of her hands. Small stones pummeled her back. Had bombs dropped somewhere close? The rumble subsided, and she continued crawling. Her bag wasn't that far away, but moving in the pitchblack room was slow going. As ...
... hair tumble down the back of the chenille bathrobe. After a few minutes, she got up and wandered into the living room. The pile of accumulated mail lay on the desk where her landlord had left it. “Bills and junk mail,” she mumbled ...
... hair that always seemed to stray and gave a last look at her reflection. For an instant, she glimpsed her mother's face in her own. Her fingertips touched the skin beneath her eyes and around her mouth. Memories of the life she'd left ...
... hair, and had the rugged face of someone who spent a lot of time outdoors. And he had great eyes, Cotten thought. She rewound the tape and played Tyler's portion again. He was softspoken, but his words were confident, authoritative. “He ...