The Templar Legacy: A Novel (Cotton Malone)
the traditional order of the Knights Templar possessed untold wealth and absolute strength over kings and popes . . . until eventually the Inquisition, after they have been wiped from the face of the earth, their hidden riches misplaced. yet now forces vying for the treasure have realized that it isn't in any respect what they idea it was–and its actual nature may perhaps swap the trendy world.
Cotton Malone, one-time best operative for the U.S. Justice division, is having fun with his quiet new existence as an antiquarian ebook broker in Copenhagen whilst an unforeseen name to motion reawakens his hair-trigger instincts–and plunges him again into the cloak-and-dagger global he suggestion he’d left behind.
It starts off with a violent theft test on Cotton’s former manager, Stephanie Nelle, who’s faraway from domestic on a challenge that has not anything to do with nationwide defense. Armed with important clues to a sequence of centuries-old puzzles scattered throughout Europe, she ability to crack a secret that has tantalized students and fortune-hunters throughout the a long time via discovering the mythical cache of wealth and forbidden wisdom idea to were misplaced ceaselessly whilst the order of the Knights Templar was once exterminated within the fourteenth century. yet she’s no longer by myself. Competing for the ancient prize–and determined for the the most important details Stephanie possesses–is Raymond de Roquefort, a shadowy zealot with a military of assassins at his command.
Welcome or no longer, Cotton seeks to even the chances within the perilous race. however the extra he learns concerning the historical conspiracy surrounding the Knights Templar, the extra he realizes that much more than lives are at stake. on the finish of a deadly online game of conquest, rife with intrigue, treachery, and craven lust for strength, lies a shattering discovery that can rock the civilized world–and, within the incorrect fingers, deliver it to its knees.
From the Hardcover edition.
Work.” “How’d you do this with the lights?” Henrik requested. Malone smiled. “Just upped the voltage. Works each time.” He scanned the church. whatever was once incorrect. Why hadn’t any of the brothers outdoor reacted to the exploding lighting? “We could be having company.” Cassiopeia and Stephanie got here shut, weapons in hand. “Maybe they’re out within the ruins, towards the front,” Stephanie acknowledged. He stared on the go out. “Or probably they don’t exist.” “I guarantee you, they existed,” a male voice acknowledged from outdoor.
misplaced your husband and your son—” “What have you learnt of Mark?” “It was once simply after his dying that I got here here.” “My son died in an avalanche.” “Not real. He was once killed. like the others I mentioned.” Malone and Stephanie stood in silence, anticipating the peculiar little guy to give an explanation for. “Mark used to be following leads his father had stumbled on years sooner than. He was once now not as passionate as Lars, and it took him years to decipher Lars’s notes, yet he ultimately made a few feel of them. He traveled south into.
now not 1681. Is the O there to clarify that Bigou knew the date was once improper? And her age is inaccurate, too. She used to be sixty-eight, now not sixty-seven, as famous, while she died.” Malone pointed to the comic strip of the best stone and the Roman numerals within the backside nook. LIXLIXL. “Fifty. 9. Fifty. 9. Fifty.” “Most peculiar,” Claridon stated. Malone glanced again on the lithograph. “I don’t see the place this portray figures in?” “It’s a puzzle, monsieur. person who has no effortless solution.” “But the answer's.
approximately responsibility. He was once extra interested by emotion. He seemed round the room, which contained purely the mattress, a prie-dieu that confronted a wood crucifix, 3 chairs secure by way of an outdated tapestried cushion, a writing table, and elderly marble statues status in wall niches. there has been a time while the chamber might were jam-packed with Spanish leather-based, Delft porcelain, English furnishings. yet audacity had lengthy been purged from the Order’s personality. As from his personal. The outdated guy gasped for air. He.
Cemetery, the rest 3 waited open air. smart what Mark Nelle had performed, utilizing the key room as a diversion. They’d probably stayed inside of basically lengthy adequate for his scout to depart the church. Then they concealed within the confessional till he’d ensconced himself within the vestry. contained in the parish shut he stopped and lightly surveyed the graves, yet didn't see his quarry. He instructed the brother status subsequent to him to look left and he went correct, the place he came upon Ernst Scoville’s grave.