The Dead Sea Deception
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Hidden in the Dead Sea scrolls - the secret of how Christ really died
As ex-mercenary Leo Tillman and ambitious cop Heather Kennedy investigate a series of baffling deaths, the trail leads them to the Dead Sea Scrolls - and the deadly gospel hidden within them.
But soon Tillman and Kennedy are running for their lives from a band of sinister assassins who weep tears of blood and believe themselves descended from Judas. These 'fallen angels' will stop at nothing to expose the world-changing secret of the Scrolls . . . the secret of how Christ really died.
Rocketing from a spectacular plane crash in the American desert to a brutal murder at a London university to a phantom city in Mexico, The Dead Sea Deception is the most gripping, revelatory thriller since The Da Vinci Code.
buildings: they seemed to have been built to serve a kiddie-sized red locomotive that now leaned against the side of a house, forever out of steam, its cow-catcher half-buried in the sand. To either end of the street was an advertising billboard, perfectly well maintained. The southern one advertised computers, the northern one – on which the leper Santa fixed his hideous grin – incontinence pads. Just beyond this second sign, where Sheriff Gayle was pointing now, stood a small row of
her life sounded a lot more like an indictment than any kind of a boast. But she felt bad about leaving Peter alone, after being out all evening. It was ridiculous, she knew. The phantom figure of her sister stood at her ear, delivering a phantom lecture. ‘After what that bastard put us all through …’ She had no defence: it was true. Peter had been a truly awful husband and father, was infinitely more bearable in his current condition, a placeholder for a personality that had gone AWOL. His
tried Emil Gassan again. This time she got lucky: someone picked up on the home number. He had a high-pitched, querulous voice, and his accent was pure RP rather than Scots. ‘Emil Gassan,’ he said. ‘Dr Gassan, my name is Heather Kennedy. I’m a detective sergeant with the London Metropolitan Police.’ ‘The police?’ Gassan immediately sounded both alarmed and slightly indignant. ‘I don’t understand.’ ‘I’m investigating the death of a former colleague of yours – Professor Stuart Barlow.’ ‘I still
who doesn’t have worldwide infrastructure.’ ‘So where does that leave you?’ ‘It leaves me wondering about Michael Brand, Leo. That’s one reason why I called you. I think maybe this case doesn’t crack open by inductive logic, like something out of Sherlock Holmes. Maybe we need what you’ve got.’ ‘One reason? What’s the other?’ ‘I’ll get to that. Tell me about Michael Brand.’ ‘If you’ll tell me one thing first.’ ‘Shoot.’ ‘I notice you don’t have Brand pegged as Barlow’s stalker. You refer to
perhaps, but a possibility. Remember, though, the sins that are forgiven you are very specifically defined. Do what seems best to you to do, and come to me afterwards. I’ll hear your report in person.’ ‘I will, Tannanu. Where we have been, nothing will stand.’ ‘I believe this to be true. Goodbye.’ The line went dead and Mariam gave the phone back to Ezei. The two men were staring at her, excitement and anticipation making them stand very straight, like soldiers coming to attention. Mariam felt