The Templar's Code
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- USD 12.99
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- USD 12.99
Publisher Description
An action-packed adventure steeped in archaeological treasures, long-lost secrets and intrigue. If you like Dan Brown, Sam Bourne and Clive Cussler you'll love this.
An ancient secret worth killing for . . .
During the Middle Ages, rumours about an ancient Egyptian text spread like wildfire among alchemists. Known as the Emerald Tablet, this sacred text was said to contain the secret of creation.
Shock waves ripple across the world when an archaeologist is viciously murdered moments after he claims to have found ancient Templar symbols marking the way to a hidden treasure vault.
Caedmon Aisquith, Templar expert and hero of Stones of Fire, sets off on a hunt for the vault, only to uncover a far more intriguing puzzle - is the Templar code in fact the key to the long lost Emerald Tablet?
Caedmon's quest to decipher the symbols rapidly becomes a desperate struggle against a terrifying enemy, who will stop at nothing to use the Emerald Tablet's power for evil.
Can anyone halt their deadly mission before all hell is unleashed?
'Enthralling to the end' 5* reader review
'Full of twists and turns' 5* reader review
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Palov's tepid sequel to Ark of Fire recycles pretty much every Da Vinci Code trope invented by Dan Brown and expanded on by his scores of followers. Archeologist Jason Lovett, who's been researching the Templars, collars English historian Caedmon Aisquith and his girlfriend, photographer Edie Miller, at the House of the Temple, the Freemason's Washington, D.C., headquarters, where Caedmon is lecturing on the Ark of the Covenant's origins. After announcing he knows the Ark's location, Lovett falls dead, an ornate dagger in his back. Thus begins a lengthy chase with Caedmon and Edie never more than a step ahead of their deadly pursuer, Saviour Panos, who serves the mysterious Mercurius. The couple escape Panos's assassination attempts mostly by dumb luck as they stumble their way toward a relic of enormous power, the Emerald Tablet. Readers who can't get enough of this subgenre may be able to overlook the stilted prose and lame plotting.
