By James Rollins
A sinister hearth in a Copenhagen bookshop ignites a continuing hunt throughout 4 continents. Arson and homicide show an insidious plot to thieve a Bible that when belonged to Charles Darwin. And Commander grey Pierce dives headlong right into a secret that dates again to Nazi Germany...and to bad experiments played in a now-abandoned laboratory in Poland.
A continent away, insanity ravages a distant monastery in Nepal, as Buddhist priests flip to cannibalism and torture. Lisa Cummings, an American physician investigating the atrocity, is all of sudden a objective of a brutal murderer. And Lisa's merely best friend is Painter Crowe, director of SIGMA strength, who already indicates indicators of the baffling malady.
Now it's as much as grey Pierce to save lots of them either as SIGMA strength races to show a century-old plot that threatens to break the present international order . . . and change the future of humankind ceaselessly.
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The general practitioner requested. She relieved him of his penlight—it was once truly hers, from her clinical kit—and pointed it into his eyes. “I don’t…I’m now not sure…But we must always maintain relocating. ” Painter attempted to push off the wall, yet she pressed a palm opposed to his chest, nonetheless studying his eyes. “You’re exhibiting a well-known nystagmus,” she whispered and diminished the penlight, forehead crinkled. “What? ” She handed him a canteen of chilly water and motioned for him to take a seat on a wrapped bale of hay. He didn’t argue. The bale used to be as tough as cement.
I won’t allow them to have it. ” “Who? ” She waved an arm. “Whoever sodding murdered her. I’m going to get it and burn it. ” grey sighed and leaned again. Fiona sought after no matter what revenge she may well get. She desired to damage them. grey didn’t blame her…but her reckless activities have been merely prone to get her killed, too. “The Bible’s ours. I may be in a position to take it again. ” Her voice cracked. She shook her head and swiped at her nostril. grey positioned an arm round her. She winced yet didn’t draw back. In entrance, the public sale started.
Only a breath… “Are you just about accomplished along with your bathtub? ” The muffled phrases reached her throughout the water, sounding far-off. “They’ve introduced us a late-night snack. ” Lisa shifted, surfacing out of the steam, water sluicing from her hair and face. “I…I’ll be out in one other minute. ” “Take your time,” Painter known as from the most room. She heard him roll one other log onto the fireplace. How may he nonetheless be relocating? Bedridden for 3 days, the struggle within the root cellar, the frozen trek here…yet he nonetheless stored forging on.
The shotgun pointed at grey. No time. grey twisted the scooter’s handles and despatched the motorcycle right into a smoking skid, tilted sideways, aiming for the fellow. The shotgun exploded with a muffled blast, observed via a splintering crash as a fist of pellets struck a neighboring doorway. Fiona yelped in fright. yet that was once the man’s simply shot. He dove out of how of the sliding motorcycle. as soon as away from the darkish alley, grey swung the motorcycle out of its skid with a kick of the throttle and a scream of rubber on cement.
The mountains were his domestic for the previous forty-four years. He was once besides habituated to those highlands as any Sherpa, yet he didn’t converse their language and a unique historical past shone from his eyes: one eye a glacial blue, the opposite a natural white. The disparity marked him as definitely because the tattoo on his shoulder. Even one of the Sonnekönige, the Knights of the sunlight. The radio in his ear buzzed. “Have you reached the monastery? ” He touched his throat. “Fourteen mins. ” “No observe needs to get away of the twist of fate.