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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... moved in a flurry of activity. This might be her opportunity to catch a safe ride to the border, she thought. She hesitated, wondering if she should take the chance. Finally she stowed the camera and headed for the lights. Near the site ...
... moved, slowly rolling off the Arab. A red blotch stained the front of his shirt. More blood seeped from the Arab's chest. Archer struggled to his feet and stood over the dead man. His chest heaved and labored as he wiped his face on his ...
... moved Archer's head from her lap. She couldn't help him now, and with only one truck left, there was no time to waste. Afraid she might trip over debris, she tucked the box under her arm and crawled through the blackness in what she ...
... moved the tapes aside. “Where's your video camera?” “I'm the reporter,” she said. “My cameraman is still in Iraq.” He continued to rummage through the bag. “And this?” he said, lifting Archer's box out of the bag. “A weight.” “For what ...
... moved on to Customs. “Do you have anything to declare?” the agent asked as she placed the bag on the table. “No.” Her stomach drew into a knot while the man studied her face. After a pause, he said, “Welcome to the United Kingdom, Ms ...