By Killian McRae
The one strategy to shop the longer term is to decode the prior. the one approach to decode the previous is to save lots of the future.
Archaeologist Sheppard Smyth has staked his profession and the honorable reminiscence of his spouse and companion on proving his largely panned thought: Cleopatra VII, the final sovereign pharaoh of Egypt, was once no longer a sufferer of suicide as background indicates, yet of a well-concealed homicide. whilst a statue of the doomed Queen is unearthed in a pre-Columbian excavation website in Mexico, Shep rushes to enquire and, with a bit of luck, locate the facts that has avoided him for therefore lengthy. The statue, even if, is just the 1st clue suggesting a mysterious connection among Mesopotamia and Mesoamerica, and doubtless - past. unexpectedly thrust into the heated competition among attractive and enigmatic antiquities thief Victoria Kent and the notorious Russian mafioso Dmitri Kronastia, Shep reveals himself a standard pawn performed through forces operating to work out out a quest older than the pyramids and cloaked within the Mayan Doomsday prophecy of 12.21.12.
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The single technique to store the long run is to decode the earlier. the single method to decode the earlier is to save lots of the future.
Archaeologist Sheppard Smyth has staked his occupation and the honorable reminiscence of his spouse and accomplice on proving his largely panned thought: Cleopatra VII, the final sovereign pharaoh of Egypt, used to be now not a sufferer of suicide as heritage indicates, yet of a well-concealed homicide. whilst a statue of the doomed Queen is unearthed in a pre-Columbian excavation website in Mexico, Shep rushes to enquire and, expectantly, locate the evidence that has avoided him for therefore lengthy. The statue, even though, is just the 1st clue suggesting a mysterious connection among Mesopotamia and Mesoamerica, and doubtless - past. by surprise thrust into the heated competition among horny and enigmatic antiquities thief Victoria Kent and the notorious Russian mafioso Dmitri Kronastia, Shep unearths himself a typical pawn performed by way of forces operating to determine out a quest older than the pyramids and cloaked within the Mayan Doomsday prophecy of 12. 21. 12.
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Why are we back to Dr. Smyth again? ” Victoria smirked and leaned over her notepad toward him. “Some call it cocky; I call it confidence. And I’ve decided that Dr. Smyth is the appropriate nomenclature. It appears, after all, that you are my senior, both in terms of age and experience. ” She looked away abashedly. Could she possibly be feeling this same, odd draw to him as well? Was that why she was trying to form this wall of formality between them? “Well, I guess Hect—um, Dr. Gonzalez would approve of that decision,” Shep conceded.
Of course, not. I’m, um, translating something. ” Her eyes narrowed on Shep, and he realized that she noticed his partial nakedness. Feeling a blush come over him as if he were a sixteen-year-old school girl, he sat up and grabbed his shirt from the foot of his cot. “Too bad it’s not Egyptian,” Shep commented as he slid the tee over his torso. ” Victoria chuckled. “Not to try to show you up, Dr. ” God, had he actually just licked his lips? What was wrong with him? “Why are we back to Dr. Smyth again?
I don’t know if you remember me? This is Hector Gonzalez. ” As soon as he heard the name, he knew the person. Hector Gonzalez had obtained as much notoriety in the archaeology of Mesoamerican cultures as Shep had in Ptolemaic Egypt. They were both at the forefront of their fields. But whereas Shep counted himself fortunate to have the tenacity of tenure that academia granted to fall back on, Hector had recently gone the “clay for pay” route and ventured into the world of corporate-funded digs.
12.21.12 by Killian McRae