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An ancient relic is unearthed during an archaeological dig. A Minnesota college professor is keeping a secret that could change the world’s history as we know it. For Virgil Flowers, the link between the two is inescapable—and his investigation, more dangerous and far-reaching than he can possibly imagine.
Thriller Award winner Sandford ventures into Da Vinci Code territory in his clever, quirky seventh Virgil Flowers novel (after 2012's Mad River). When an archeological dig in Israel turns up a stele an inscribed piece of stone with the potential to shake the roots of Biblical faith, Elijah Jones, a college professor who fears he's dying, steals the precious artifact and flees home to Mankuto, Minn. Virgil, a Minnesota Bureau of Criminal Investigation agent, at first simply attempts to recover the stolen object, but soon finds himself trying to outwit mercenary Turks as well as agents of the Mossad, Hezbollah, and Texas gazillionares, all of whom want the artifact for their own purposes. Despite the bloodthirsty fanaticism the participants display, the quest for the stone provides many opportunities for cross-cultural verbal confusion and violent slapstick. Though attracted to a sexy local criminal who's become Jones's accomplice, the exasperated Virgil mainly tries to stop the commotion before anyone gets seriously hurt. Unusually good-natured intrigue distinguishes this outing.
Typical Sandford novel. Good pace. Good story line. Central character acts as expected. Normal plot twist near the end. Virgil gets his girl - you just never know which one.
I'll buy the next book too! Decent book
This read like the author went to Jerusalem and was simply looking to write a story, any story, to justify writing off that trip on his taxes.
Usually Sanford’s books have an element of casual reality to them. Not this one. It was ... off. (SPOILER ALERT coming up) And maybe because it was so off, I didn’t have the energy to go back and figure out where the money went. Did it go to the Arab pilot and his Hezbollah friend or to the friend’s daughter to care for his Alzheimers wife and the autistic child?
The Fox News snark at the end went a long way in explaining why Sanford felt so compelled to paint the Arab pilot with a heart of gold and the Paris-loving misunderstood Hezbollah “terrorist” as such good guys and the Mossad agent as some hapless fool looking to shoot someone. Which was unfortunate since I’d appreciated Sanford’s take on politics before. Which was generally fair and down the middle.
Anyhoo... before I plop down more money for another Sanford book, I’ll read the reviews first. If folks are complaining about his sudden insertion of GOP hate, I’ll read something else. I’m not interested in padding some leftist’s pocket who’s more interested in getting in his licks rather than writing an interesting book that makes sense.
Another Virgil Flowers gem!!!
When I read the lead in to the book, I was all 'Jerusalem, hieroglyphics & Minnesota'. Not interested at all! However, because of my absolute adoration for all John Sanders novels & the fact he has NEVER left me disappointed, I bought it & dove it. What a ride! It was another masterpiece that only John Sanders can create. Don't be foolish & think this might just be a 'skip' & move on to the next in the series. You'll be sorry if you do!!!