The Lost Tomb (Jack Howard)

The Lost Tomb (Jack Howard)

David Gibbins

Language: English

Pages: 500

ISBN: 0553591193

Format: PDF / Kindle (mobi) / ePub

For centuries, people have speculated about the fabled lost libraries of antiquity. If one were found, what marvels would it contain? Now a fearless team of adventurers is about to unearth that long-hidden secret, and it will lead them to the most astonishing discovery ever made.

In the treacherous waters off the rugged Sicilian coast, marine archaeologist Jack Howard and his team of scientific experts and ex-Special Forces commandos make a shocking find while searching for the legendary shipwreck of the apostle Paul. And when a second artifact is uncovered in the ruins of a buried city, Jack is on the verge of a discovery that could shake the world to its foundations: the handwritten words of Jesus Christ himself.

As he follows a hunch from the dying confession of an emperor to the burial crypt of a medieval pagan queen, Jack is chasing a conspiracy whose web stretches to the highest levels of international power–and he will have to risk everything to stop the controversial document from falling into the hands of a shadowy brotherhood determined to fulfill their murderous vows.

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Mid-nineteenth century, Deverette’s great-grandson John Everett was associated with a secretive Victorian society called the New Pelagians, who claimed to follow the teachings of the rebel British monk Pelagius.” “Claudius?” Jack murmured. “Can we really trace all this back to him, to his introduction of Christianity to Britain?” “To one he met in Judaea,” Costas said. Jeremy carried on. “The Everetts continued to be prominent in the City of London in the nineteenth century, always living and.

Eyes as he took in the scene. The dome of the greatest church in Christendom lay before him, rising above the whitewashed walls and flat rooftops of the Old City of Jerusalem. Up here there seemed to be more room to think, above the narrow alleyways and hemmed-in courtyards below, where every square inch was zealously guarded by one of the many factions who had staked a claim to this holiest of cities. They had left Morgan a few minutes earlier at the entrance to the Holy Sepulchre, as he was.

Chapter to the poppy and its sleep-inducing extracts, telling us that “the seed cures leprosy,” and describes the overdose taken by the father of one Publius Licinius Caecina, a man of praetorian rank, who “died of opium poisoning at Bavila, in Spain, where an unbearable illness made his life not worth living” (Natural History xx, 198–200). We searched for an ancient Greek wreck also reported by Cousteau’s divers, in deep water beyond the Roman wreck. On our last dive we discovered a scatter of.

The day before, itching to get back, but now full of anticipation for a new prize that lay ahead. Hiebermeyer had been able to say little, but it had been enough for Jack to know that this was real. He checked his watch again. They had been flying due north in the Lynx helicopter for just over an hour from the position where they had left Seaquest II before dawn, in the Strait of Messina off Sicily, and Jack had set the autopilot to keep them low over the waves. Monitoring the altimeter was.

Very neatly to the reason you’re here.” Hiebermeyer beamed, pressing his hard hat back on. They watched as the guard finally roused himself, ambling over to the wooden doorway and making a big display of unlocking it. “The greatest lost library of antiquity,” Hiebermeyer said quietly. “And one of the greatest black holes in archaeology. Until now.” 8 JACK CROUCHED BEHIND HIEBERMEYER AT THE ENTRANCE to the tunnel into the ancient villa. It was already cooler, a relief from the baking sun.

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