The Grail ConspiracySpeaking Volumes - 325 páginas On assignment in the Middle East, television journalist Cotten Stone stumbles upon an archeological dig that uncovers the world’s most-sought-after religious relic: The Holy Grail. With his last dying breath, Dr. Gabriel Archer gives it to Cotten, uttering “You are the only one” in a language she’s heard from only one other person—her deceased twin sister. What begins as a hot news story for the ambitious young reporter soon turns into a nightmare when the Holy Grail is stolen and strange “accidents” befall her dearest friends. Running for her life, she turns to John Tyler, a priest with firsthand knowledge of religious artifacts, for help. An anonymous source leads them to New Orleans during Mardi Gras, where an abominable experiment is underway that—unless destroyed—promises to unleash an ancient evil upon the Earth. “This page-turner is bound to show up on Da Vinci Code read-alike lists at public libraries across the country.”—Library Journal |
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... stood in the office of SNN's news director, Ted Casselman, and begged for the assignment to cover the effects of economic sanctions on the women and children of Iraq. It was an important story, she argued, and she didn't care how ...
... stood stranded and freezing in the middle of the Iraqi desert. *** Charles Sinclair stared out his office window at the sprawling campus surrounding the BioGentec laboratories near the University of New Orleans. The blue of Lake ...
... stood close. “American?” he asked. “Yes.” “Turk,” he said and smiled, revealing a mouth filled with crooked brown teeth beneath a mustache that hung over his lip like an awning. “I need a ride,” she said, pointing north. He twitched his ...
... stood next to what Cotten believed was a crypt sunk into the far wall of the chamber. She caught a glimpse of brown bones and a glint of metal. He held open a small box into which both men stared intently. Cotten opened her mouth to ...
... stood over the dead man. His chest heaved and labored as he wiped his face on his sleeve. He picked up the box, his tree-knot knuckles blanching as he clutched it. He coughed and straightened, eyes fixed on Cotten. He squinted ...
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Chapter Thirteen | |
Chapter Fourteen | |
Chapter Sixteen | |
Chapter Seventeen | |
Chapter Eighteen | |
Chapter Nineteen | |
Chapter TwentyOne | |
Chapter TwentyTwo | |