Pretender's Gambit (Rogue Angel, Book 51)

By Alex Archer, Mel Odom

With one small chess piece, the sport begins…

For archaeologist and television host Annja Creed, a late-night mobile name from the NYPD capacity something: there's been a homicide and the police want her services. the one hyperlink among a lifeless physique and the killer is a small elephant of white jade. An artifact that's long gone lacking.

Once belonging to Catherine the nice of Russia, the elephant was once key in a dicy political gambit all these years in the past. yet there's one other tale hooked up to the artifact—a rumor of an historical hidden treasure. And for a cruelly formidable media rich person with a penchant for tomb-raiding, the elephant is little short of important.

Annja needs to make her movement fast, touring throughout numerous continents with basically the help of her impressive sword—purportedly an identical sword wielded by means of Joan of Arc—and a mysterious temple monk. It's a dangerous conflict of wits, and one flawed stream may perhaps suggest video game over.

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Anything was once blowing up yet Annja wasn’t definite what it used to be. She stood in the back of Bart along with her fingers in her jacket wallet and didn’t say whatever. even supposing a police research wasn’t anything she frequently took half in, she’d obvious lots on tv, and she’d watched Bart in motion once or twice. She felt secure, and he or she used to be certainly curious. the 2 Russians have been evidently comparable and it confirmed of their features—the related eyes, an identical facial constitution. considered one of them used to be skinny and lupine-faced and perhaps twenty, donning a live performance T-shirt, and the opposite seemed a little bit older and was once beefed up and obese, like a martial arts fighter who’d been hitting the borscht and beer too frequently. the more youthful man had lengthy darkish hair and a spotty beard whereas the older one was once shaven bald and wore a depressing beard with lime-green tints. in response to the glance in their condominium, and the stench, and their lackadaisical nature, either one of them have been delinquents and doubtless a complete waste of time. “You be aware of your rights? ” Bart seemed inspired. the more youthful brother nodded and fist bumped his brother. They waggled their arms just like the fist bump had triggered an explosion. “You wager we do, bro. we all know our rights front and back, and also you can’t simply arrest us. ” “What might I arrest you for? ” “Nothing, bro. ” The younger one wiped his palms in entrance of him like he used to be cleansing a slate. “We ain’t performed not anything. The police chick outside—” he pointed in the course of the door, indicating the hallway “—she stated she simply desired to ask us a few questions. subsequent factor we all know, bro, right here you're. ” “You suggest Officer Falcone acknowledged she desired to ask you questions? ” Bart requested. “I didn’t get her identify, bro. possibly that was once it. ” His eyelids hung seriously and he moved too loosely to be thoroughly sober. “It used to be that police chick available in the market. ” “Call her Officer Falcone. She won’t feel free with ‘police chick. ’ belief me. ” “Officer Police Chick known as you down right here, bro? That’s what you stated, correct? That’s why you’re right here? ” Annja didn’t understand how Bart stored his composure. She was once getting annoyed simply listening, not able to get the reminiscence of the murdered guy out of her brain. Bart sighed in pissed off reputation. “Yes. She did. ” “Why? ” “Why do you're thinking that? ” the fellow wrapped his fingers round himself. “She stated my uncle acquired killed. ” “Great-uncle,” the brother stated quietly. “You overlook, Maurice was once our great-uncle on Ma’s aspect. Her mother’s brother. ” “Okay, then, our great-uncle. basically, should you question me, he isn’t so nice. He’s simply this outdated man. type of bossy. Too bossy. loves to inform humans what to do. ” He checked out Bart. “That precise, bro? someone killed our great-uncle? ” “I’m afraid so. ” “You certain? ’Cause he used to be kinda previous. Coulda simply died. ” “He didn’t simply die. ” “Maybe he killed himself. ” “No. That didn’t take place. ” “Then I don’t be aware of what to inform you, bro. you were given me. ” “I simply have a number of questions I’d wish to ask,” Bart acknowledged. “I’m via answering questions. via conversing approximately my great-uncle, too. You can’t arrest us, so that you gotta move. ” He pointed to the door.

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