THERE IS NOTHING LIKE A FREE BOOK
To breathe
the breath of Isis is to be reborn.
Words whispered in Marguerite’s ear on her thirteenth birthday,
as her father wraps her fingers around the nefret. But the Egyptian necklace
piece, so easily concealed in the palm of her hand, bears a curse for any who
wear it, and an undeniable allure for all those who see it.
Years later, Marguerite is a victim of a vicious attack. The
resulting brain damage causes amnesia and the photographer’s memories are mere
snapshots: a little girl with a piece of hammered silver jewelry, an angry man
with a disdainful sneer, a sand-swept swashbuckler who takes her breath away,
fire and blood melded together, and the wings of Isis trying to carry her away.
When she inexplicably appears in a tomb in Thebes, Marguerite insists
she was coming to see Robert. Disorientated, destitute, and alone, she senses
the necklace piece has led her to a time and place of its choosing.
Lord Robert Bruton, eminent Egyptologist, and possible King’s
spy, has staked his career on finding the final resting place of an eighteenth
dynasty queen. But he has never discovered anything quite as alluring as the
young woman he recovers unconscious in a tomb on his firham. He wonders why the
mesmerizing young woman possesses a piece of jewelry belonging to Queen Tiye.
Is she a tomb robber? An American spy? Or a madwoman spouting fantastical
stories about aeroplanes traversing the Atlantic.
Or is she the treasure
he has been seeking his entire life?
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