Dees, Cindy:
Haunted Echoes - neues Buch
ISBN: 9780373514151
Conceived in love and forged in stone, Legend says in her belly alone Lie the hidden seeds of eternity The Lady, the Babe, the Sword and Key And he who holds her safe from strife Sh… Mehr…
Conceived in love and forged in stone, Legend says in her belly alone Lie the hidden seeds of eternity The Lady, the Babe, the Sword and Key And he who holds her safe from strife Shall be rewarded with the Gift of Life. from the Legend of the Lady The soaring notes of the aria washed over me, exquisite. Like Swiss chocolate melting into satin decadence on my tongue. Well, okay. Maybe not that good. But close. I have a few guilty pleasures in my otherwise bland life, and opera and fine chocolate are two of them. On my salary I can't afford either often, but when I do, I make sure to savor every last morsel. The opera was close to ending when something vibrated against my right hip. Oh, hell. It was Saturday night for goodness' sake. I was off duty. But my cell phone continued to vibrate insistently. I leaned over to the side and made the guy beside me grumble as I dug out my phone and flipped it open. And gulped. Uh-oh. Armande St. Germain. My boss's boss. A big dog in the hierarchy of Interpol. Chief of the Stolen Cultural Property Group, also known as the Painting and Pottery Patrol. St. Germain was calling me from Interpol headquarters in Lyon this late on a Saturday night? My voice message light blinked on, indicating I had a new voice mail. I slipped out of the theater, tromping on the toes of my neighbors and generally irritating an entire row of patrons in the process. I stepped out onto the Grand Staircase and looked around. Chandeliers the size of small cars dripped crystals from the ceilings, and the matching marble staircases swept downward toward the main floor, guarded by two giant carved women in togas, reminiscent of the Statue of Liberty. Huge, cast-iron streetlight-type fixtures on tall posts lit the stairs. I tried my phone. As I expected, no signal in here. Too much steel and stone. I walked toward the Grand Foyer to my right. It was possibly even gaudier than the cavern I'd just left. Ornate gold pillars rose to the painted ceiling, which was divided into gilt rectangles and ovals framing naughty-looking cherubs. Curly, cast-iron chandeliers lit this space with thousands of electric candles. I felt as if I was trapped inside a giant, turquoise-and-gold Faberg egg. I tried my phone again. Better. I called my voice mail service. "Agent Reisner." St. Germain's clipped tones bit my ear. He took pride in his command of English and always used it on me, since I'mAmerican. "An urgent situation has come up that requires your immediate attention. Call Littmann right away. He will fill you in on the details. This...problem...has come down from the highest levels of the French government." High enough that he was calling me just to make sure I got on it right away? I so didn't like the sound of that. I'm an art historian. I catalogue works of art at museums and galleries in the Paris area. If one is later stolen, I'm occasionally called upon to verify the details I've entered into Interpol's Fiction Fiction eBook, Silhouette<
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Dees, Cindy:
Haunted Echoes - neues Buch
ISBN: 9780373514151
Conceived in love and forged in stone, Legend says in her belly alone Lie the hidden seeds of eternity The Lady, the Babe, the Sword and Key And he who holds her safe from strife Sh… Mehr…
Conceived in love and forged in stone, Legend says in her belly alone Lie the hidden seeds of eternity The Lady, the Babe, the Sword and Key And he who holds her safe from strife Shall be rewarded with the Gift of Life. from the Legend of the Lady The soaring notes of the aria washed over me, exquisite. Like Swiss chocolate melting into satin decadence on my tongue. Well, okay. Maybe not that good. But close. I have a few guilty pleasures in my otherwise bland life, and opera and fine chocolate are two of them. On my salary I can't afford either often, but when I do, I make sure to savor every last morsel. The opera was close to ending when something vibrated against my right hip. Oh, hell. It was Saturday night for goodness' sake. I was off duty. But my cell phone continued to vibrate insistently. I leaned over to the side and made the guy beside me grumble as I dug out my phone and flipped it open. And gulped. Uh-oh. Armande St. Germain. My boss's boss. A big dog in the hierarchy of Interpol. Chief of the Stolen Cultural Property Group, also known as the Painting and Pottery Patrol. St. Germain was calling me from Interpol headquarters in Lyon this late on a Saturday night? My voice message light blinked on, indicating I had a new voice mail. I slipped out of the theater, tromping on the toes of my neighbors and generally irritating an entire row of patrons in the process. I stepped out onto the Grand Staircase and looked around. Chandeliers the size of small cars dripped crystals from the ceilings, and the matching marble staircases swept downward toward the main floor, guarded by two giant carved women in togas, reminiscent of the Statue of Liberty. Huge, cast-iron streetlight-type fixtures on tall posts lit the stairs. I tried my phone. As I expected, no signal in here. Too much steel and stone. I walked toward the Grand Foyer to my right. It was possibly even gaudier than the cavern I'd just left. Ornate gold pillars rose to the painted ceiling, which was divided into gilt rectangles and ovals framing naughty-looking cherubs. Curly, cast-iron chandeliers lit this space with thousands of electric candles. I felt as if I was trapped inside a giant, turquoise-and-gold Faberg egg. I tried my phone again. Better. I called my voice mail service. "Agent Reisner." St. Germain's clipped tones bit my ear. He took pride in his command of English and always used it on me, since I'mAmerican. "An urgent situation has come up that requires your immediate attention. Call Littmann right away. He will fill you in on the details. This...problem...has come down from the highest levels of the French government." High enough that he was calling me just to make sure I got on it right away? I so didn't like the sound of that. I'm an art historian. I catalogue works of art at museums and galleries in the Paris area. If one is later stolen, I'm occasionally called upon to verify the details I've entered into Interpol's Fiction Fiction, Silhouette<
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Cindy Dees:
Haunted Echoes (The Madonna Key) - Taschenbuch
ISBN: 9780373514151
Silhouette Bombshell. Mass Market Paperback. GOOD. Spine creases, wear to binding and pages from reading. May contain limited notes, underlining or highlighting that does affect the tex… Mehr…
Silhouette Bombshell. Mass Market Paperback. GOOD. Spine creases, wear to binding and pages from reading. May contain limited notes, underlining or highlighting that does affect the text. Possible ex library copy, will have the markings and stickers associated from the library. Accessories such as CD, codes, toys, may not be included., Silhouette Bombshell, 2.5<
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Cindy Dees:
Haunted Echoes (The Madonna Key) - Taschenbuch
ISBN: 9780373514151
Silhouette Bombshell. Mass Market Paperback. POOR. Noticeably used book. Heavy wear to cover. Pages contain marginal notes, underlining, and or highlighting. Possible ex library copy, w… Mehr…
Silhouette Bombshell. Mass Market Paperback. POOR. Noticeably used book. Heavy wear to cover. Pages contain marginal notes, underlining, and or highlighting. Possible ex library copy, with all the markings/stickers of that library. Accessories such as CD, codes, toys, and dust jackets may not be included., Silhouette Bombshell<
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Haunted Echoes (The Madonna Key) - gebrauchtes Buch
ISBN: 9780373514151
Silhouette America. mass_market. LIKE NEW. Like new, very light shelf wear., Silhouette America, 5
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