Excavation

Excavation

James Rollins

Language: English

Pages: 525

ISBN: 0061965812

Format: PDF / Kindle (mobi) / ePub


High in the Andes, Dr. Henry Conklin discovers a 500-year-old mummy that should not be there. While deep in the South American jungle, Conklin's nephew, Sam, stumbles upon a remarkable site nestled between two towering peaks, a place hidden from human eyes for thousands of years.

Ingenious traps have been laid to ensnare the careless and unsuspecting, and wealth beyond imagining could be the reward for those with the courage to face the terrible unknown. But where the perilous journey inward ends--in the cold, shrouded heart of a breathtaking necropolis--something else is waiting for Sam Conklin and his exploratory party. A thing created by Man, yet not humanly possible. Something wondrous . . . something terrifying.

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the volatile metal to blast her way to freedom? Probably not…She stepped away from the door. She would bide her time until the right moment. She must wait, be as patient as Friar de Almagro. It had taken him five hundred years to get his message out. Joan stared at the smoldering hole in the desk—but someone had finally heard him. As the sun set, Henry waited while the large helicopter refueled at the jungle-fringed landing strip. The abbot’s crew of six men worked to load the final supplies

his chest did rise and fall. Sam let out a relieved breath. The man was just unconscious. Maggie passed Sam the gold dagger after freeing Norman, then helped pull the photographer to his feet. “Can you both run?” Norman nodded weakly. “If I have to…” Voices sounded from nearby. Somewhere a woman’s voice was raised in alarm. “It looks like you’ll have to,” Maggie said. In unison, they all turned to run, but they were already too late. Around the square, armed men and women entered from

research and fieldwork would pay off. He would not have a second chance. Transporting the mummy from South America had almost drained the last of his grant money. And nowadays any new fellowships or grants were awarded to researchers younger than he. He was becoming a dinosaur at Texas A&M. Though still revered, he was now more coddled than taken seriously. Still, his most recent discovery of the ruins of a small Incan village high in the Andes could change all that—especially if it proved his

pulled the last guard shift. Even though the bat cave stood between them and the tarantula army, no one had been willing to take any chances. “What is it?” Sam asked groggily, rubbing his eyes. After yesterday’s labors and near deadly swim in the icy stream, he wished for nothing more than another half day beside the warmth of the crackling flames. Even the smell was rather pleasant, considering the source of the fuel—almost a burnt cinnamon. From the heart of the bonfire, a charred skull glared

escaped his lips: “Shhhiiittt!” Ralph was instantly at his side, dragging him back toward the shadowed wall. “Goddammit, Norm, what did you think you were doing?” Norman was not in the mood for a discussion of his shortcomings. With teeth clenched against the pain, he stared down at his right leg. A thick wetness soaked through the knee of his khakis. The room began to spin. “You caught a ricochet,” Ralph explained. He pulled off his shirt. “Why did you step from cover?” Norman groaned and

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