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By Alex Archer, Joseph Nassise

One secret might swap the destiny of a nation...

The skeletal is still of a accomplice soldier, hidden deep in the Paris Catacombs. The legend of a long-lost accomplice treasure. An elderly scrap of paper that reads easily, Berceau de solitude--Cradle of Solitude.

It was once sheer dumb success, relatively. Archaeologist Annja Creed occurred to be in Paris whilst the bones of the soldier have been came across. yet this used to be no usual soldier--this guy used to be the keeper of a treasure that may have affected the end result of the yankee Revolution. someplace, the treasure waits to be claimed.

Now Annja is unraveling a 150-year-old secret and a path of clues that would lead her around the ocean and deep into the center of the previous South. yet she isn't the single seeker of this treasure. another person desires it--bad adequate to kill somebody who stands of their way....

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Laying the choose apart, she used the sting of the shovel to mark an oblong form within the grass alongside the course that she notion the coffin may were put. She rigorously reduce the turf unfastened in huge items after which moved them to at least one part, doing what she may to maintain the sod intact. If she had the time, she meant to switch the grass prior to leaving, which would support hold the proof of her job from being stumbled on right now. as soon as she had cleared the sod from her aim quarter, she started rotating from side to side among the 2 instruments, utilizing the decide to wreck up the earth after which scooping the unfastened airborne dirt and dust out with the shovel. The paintings used to be made more durable through her attempt to maintain the noise down and the truth that she stopped usually to hear steer clear of having somebody sneak up on her within the darkness. Annja were operating for roughly an hour and had uniformly long past down approximately 3 toes around the complete floor of the grave, whilst her shovel hit anything good. The sound of steel outstanding steel used to be partly muted through the earth, yet to her it sounded unnaturally loud. She winced and held the shovel nonetheless, listening. All was once quiet for a second and Annja was once approximately to respire a sigh of reduction whilst a horse whinnied someplace off to her left. She reached for the flashlight and close it off as quick as she dared. the one horses within the park that she knew of have been these ridden by way of the park rangers just like the one she’d run into prior that afternoon. except they allow them to out to roam the grounds at evening, anything she notion not going, there needed to be a fixed patrol headed in her course. The query used to be how far-off have been they? Her brain was once racing. used to be it already too past due? have been they even now calling in backup? may perhaps she probably get away? She didn’t be aware of what to do and that frightened her greater than if sirens and flashing lighting fixtures had unexpectedly cut up the evening air in reaction. A minute handed, then , as Annja strained her eyes to work out who may be in the market within the darkness. ultimately the gleam of a cigarette stuck her eye, flaring purple within the darkness for a second after which dimming back. It used to be down the hill and stale to her left, a number of hundred yards away. She couldn’t confirm, however it appeared like the sunshine was once relocating towards her. She had a call to make. If she left now, the open grave might probably be chanced on. If that occurred, she’d by no means get one other probability at it; they’d most likely publish armed guards round the grave website and she’d lose entry to no matter what it was once that Parker had hidden there. And she’d lose her shot at discovering the treasure and utilizing it, in flip, to rescue Garin. If she stayed and comprehensive the paintings, she risked getting stuck within the act and charged with numerous diversified crimes. legal trespass. Desecration of a grave. Destruction of federal estate. And who knew what else. basically there has been just one logical selection. along with her middle beating swifter over the potential of discovery, Annja picked up the flashlight and placed it within the backside of the opening she was once digging ahead of turning it again on, realizing the excessive partitions of the grave could retain it from being visible instantly.

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