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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... took a few steps forward, waving her arms, but the vehicle didn't slow. Shielding her eyes from the sand and gravel thrown up as the truck roared past, Cotten watched it disappear as quickly as it had appeared. It probably wasn't wise ...
... took a step backward, keeping a firm grip on the box. His eyes widened, his face turned skeleton white. “You're one of them.” Cotten pressed back against a loose support timber. It shifted, and a small avalanche of pebbles and sand ...
... took hold of her arm and pulled her aside. “Papers!” said the Turkish officer. “I'm an American,” Cotten said, staring up into his cold eyes and his hard expression. “I just showed my papers to the soldier at the checkpoint.” “And now ...
... took out her SLR camera. A rush of relief flooded her. “Nikon,” he said, examining it. “Very nice.” “Yes, it is,” she said, growing impatient. “Can I go now?” “Depends.” “On what?” “On what happens to this camera.” “That's a seven hundred—”
... moment the old bus vibrated and shook, then pulled onto the highway. She took a quick glance out the back window. The tide of refugees had swelled to a flood. * * * The long journey across Turkey was uncomfortable. With so many.