The Third Caliph (Rogue Angel, Book 40)

By Alex Archer, Mel Odom

A holy struggle. An old scroll misplaced in history…until now.

During a dig in Morocco, archaeologist Annja Creed and her partners are approximately buried alive whilst the khettara ceiling collapses, revealing a 1,300-year-old corpse. but if Bedouin bandits raid the camp, Annja slightly escapes together with her life…and half a scroll in historic Kufic script. Her companions' survival now is dependent upon her.

The scroll dates again to 656 advert, while Muslim raised sword opposed to Muslim and the assassination of the 3rd caliph left no transparent inheritor to Muhammad's teachings. It's a coveted locate. Annja fast unearths herself stuck among a devious terrorist whose kin honor depends upon destroying what she possesses and a ruthless CIA staff. either think the tip justifies the ability. And that Annja can't let.

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ANNJA WAITED until eventually SHE cleared the police station earlier than calling Garin Braden at one of many numbers he’d given her. Garin used to be the single guy except Roux associated with Joan of Arc’s sword. on the time Joan of Arc were burned on the stake, Garin have been a tender guy given to Roux, Joan’s protector, as a slave, roughly. after which Joan had died, and the sword have been damaged. That used to be over years in the past. Garin had lived over years. Annja didn’t understand how lengthy Roux have been round. Their toughness used to be a secret. They hadn’t gotten alongside whilst Joan was once alive, and the lack of her and the sword have been the ultimate straw. They’d long past their separate methods almost immediately thereafter—relatively talking, given the prior years—and remained a little bit far away. On numerous events, they'd attempted to kill one another. when you consider that Annja had both mysteriously made the sword complete, and it had claimed her, they shared an uneasy truce. An answering carrier picked up the decision in German. “Hello, this is often Mr. Braden’s own assistant, Inga. How may perhaps I assist you? ” The voice oozed intercourse and cash, issues Garin idolized. “Hi. this can be Annja Creed. ” the private assistant shocked Annja. The few occasions she had known as Garin sooner than, he had continuously picked up. “Yes, pass over Creed. How might I assist you? ” Annja walked alongside the road, conserving watch within the home windows of the small outlets she handed. “I want to converse with Mr. Braden, if i could. ” “I’m sorry, yet Mr. Braden is indisposed in the mean time. may perhaps I take a message? ” Indisposed? Annja’s brain raced. Indisposed may well suggest he used to be in penal complex or off combating for his existence. Garin Braden owned valid businesses, yet he additionally controlled numerous unlawful operations, to boot. one in all his semilegal operations used to be fielding a mercenary crew. Annja hoped to name in a want on that rating. “I would favor Mr. Braden to come my name at his earliest comfort. the problem is lifestyles or dying. ” “I comprehend, and that i will supply him your message. a number of of Mr. Braden’s dealings of overdue were existence or dying issues. ” Annja frowned, considering if the girl used to be attempting to antagonize her. “Might he achieve you at this quantity? ” “Yes. ” “Mr. Braden will no doubt go back your name while he's capable. Have a pleasant day. ” Have a pleasant day? Annja fumed as she listened to the dial tone. She known as Roux, however the outdated guy wasn’t any more straightforward to arrive than Garin were. Reluctantly, she pocketed her cellphone and glared up into the far away Atlas Mountains. Having no different selection, she flagged a passing taxi and headed for a lodge room. the other time, she can have fortunately roamed Erfoud for hours. Now all she may possibly take into consideration was once the chance the dig group was once in. And that parchment scrap she’d controlled to get her palms on. * * * within the SMALL lodge HALLWAY, Annja surveyed the door, checking for telltale symptoms that the room were invaded. Seeing not anything instantly obvious, she used her key and entered. Erfoud didn’t have five-star resorts, and people have been quite often whatever Annja didn’t splurge for, besides.

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