By James Rollins
The explosive first experience in James Rollins' bestselling Sigma strength series!
A freak explosion within the British museum in London ignites a deadly race for an earth-shaking energy resource buried deep underneath the sands of historical past. Painter Crowe is an agent for Sigma strength, a covert arm of the safeguard division tasked with holding risky clinical discoveries out of enemy palms. whilst an historic artifact issues the best way towards the mythical "Atlantis of the Sands," Painter needs to trip the world over looking for the misplaced city-and a damaging strength past imagining.
But Painter has pageant. A band of ruthless mercenaries, led through a former buddy and best friend, also are reason on claiming the prize, and they'll damage a person who will get of their way.
Ancient background collides with state of the art science-with the protection of the realm at stake!
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Water slopped around the ground. The viper struck at her wrist. just a speedy twist and whip of her arm saved fangs from flesh. yet like a talented combatant, the outdated snake contorted for an additional try. Safia eventually received her legs. She spun round within the bath, swinging her arm huge, utilizing centrifugal strength to maintain the snake’s head from attaining her. intuition made her are looking to fling it away. yet that didn’t make sure the finish of the conflict. the rest room was once small, the aggression of the viper infamous. as a substitute, she cracked out her arm. She had used a bullwhip sooner than, having given one to Omaha as a foolish Christmas present, enjoying off Kara’s endurance in bearing on him as Indiana. She used an analogous method now, snapping her wrist with a well-practiced twist. The viper, dazed from the spin, did not react in time. Its size answered to age-old physics and whipped outward. Its head struck the tiled wall with sufficient influence to chip ceramic. Blood spurted in a sprig of purple. The physique convulsed a beat in her hand, then dropped limply, splashing again into the bathwater round her thighs. “Mistress al-Maaz! ” Safia grew to become her head and located the butler, Henry, within the doorway, drawn via the maid’s scream. He had a hand at the terrified girl’s shoulder. Safia stared down on the limp snake, at her personal nakedness. She must have felt disgrace and attempted to hide herself, yet as a substitute she enable the scaled physique slip from her hands and stepped from the tub. in simple terms the trembling of her arms betrayed her. Henry accumulated a wide cotton towel from a warming rack. He held it open. Safia advanced, and Henry folded her into its include. Tears started to circulation, her breath shortened painfully. in the course of the window, the moon had risen, peeking over the palace wall. For part a breath, anything darker fluttered over its floor. Safia startled, yet then it was once long past. only a bat, the nocturnal predator of the wilderness. nonetheless, her trembling grew worse whereas Henry’s palms grew superior, protecting her up, wearing her to the mattress within the subsequent room. “You’re safe,” he whispered in a fatherly style. She knew his phrases couldn't be farther from the reality. 09:22 P. M. open air THE window, Cassandra crouched within the trees. She had watched the museum curator take care of the snake, relocating lithely, dispatching it with alacrity. She had was hoping to attend till the lady was once long gone, then fast abscond with the baggage that housed the iron center. The viper had grew to become out to be an unwelcome customer for the either one of them. yet not like the curator, Cassandra knew the presence of the snake was once planned, planted, deliberate. She had stuck the barest mirrored image within the window, reflected silver within the moonlight. one other presence. mountaineering the wall. Cassandra had dropped down and away, her again to the palace, a pistol in every one hand, dual black matte Glocks, pulled from shoulder holsters. She stuck the sight of the cloaked determine crusing over the outer wall. long gone. An murderer? anyone had shared the backyard with her…and she’d been unaware. rattling silly… Anger quickened her techniques as she recalculated the night’s plan.