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Book Information
Genre:
FICTION / General
Publication:
Jun 20, 2009
Pages:
329
Books by Bill Thompson
It looked as though stockbroker and amateur archaeologist Brian Sadler had hit the jackpot when he joined Warren Taylor & Currant, Dallas' hottest investment brokerage firm. Then the FBI arrived to investigate the company's ties to the Mob, and Brian had to find a way out. In his last deal at the firm, he raised millions of dollars for Bijan Rarities, a New York dealer in antiquities, then joined the gallery himself.
Bijan Rarities' upcoming auction of the sarcophagus of Inkharaton, a pharaoh whose tomb was discovered in 2005, was making headlines worldwide. This amazing tomb was the first intact burial site ever found in Egypt's Valley of the Kings, and held a unique surprise for those who unearthed it.
The auction was televised worldwide and catapulted the gallery to new heights as Bijan's name became a household word in the rarities field.
In a bizarre turn of events, Brian finds himself owning the gallery and searching for a scroll, written by a young boy, that would put Brian on the map as one of the world's top dealers in antiquities. Knowing he has to raise millions of dollars to buy the artifacts, he finds a solution in a plan outlined by mob boss John Spedino.
If you deal with the Mafia, things have to go exactly right. When events begin to unravel, Brian Sadler could lose his gallery . . . and his life.
Jetting from Dallas to New York and London, Egypt's Valley of the Kings and the French Riviera, this fast moving archaeological adventure will keep you turning pages to learn the outcome of the world's most important document, The Bethlehem Scroll.
The jar sat on a small ledge behind some rocks. Its tight seal, put into place long ago, guarded its contents well. Neither searing desert heat nor the cool cave created a problem. There was no humidity, no dampness to damage anything. So the jar sat, hidden behind two stones at the back of the cave, exactly as the boy had carefully placed it two thousand years ago.
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The innkeeper said, "Every room in town is full of out of town guests, here for the census, you know. A man did come to the bar a couple of hours ago, looking for a room. He was very tired and said he had come a long way, from Nazareth, I believe he said. I brushed him away – I was busy at the time – and told him there were no more rooms available here. He was insistent, however, saying that his wife was about to deliver a child after having ridden on a donkey all day. He was concerned for her welfare.”
“What did you do?” Joab asked.
“I started to tell him to leave, but I looked up for a moment, into his eyes. Then I saw his wife standing in the doorway. She was about to have her baby, all right. But,” Ishmael stopped for a moment, “but Joab, she looked like an angel. Her face glowed. She was a plain village girl, but at that moment, for some reason, she looked like the most beautiful woman on earth to me. I felt sorry for the couple, and something in my heart told me to take care of them.”
“But you had no rooms,” Joab responded.
“No,” Ishmael said, “but you know that little cave off the courtyard, behind the tavern? We used to store food in there, and now I use it as a stable for my cows. I told the man – Joseph, I think he said his name was – that he and his wife could use the stable for the night, at no charge. I gave them some blankets and sent my servant out to fluff up the hay. He came back and told me the man and woman had settled in and seemed content with the accommodation.” Ishmael stopped talking and looked up at Joab. “What have I done?” he said despairingly. “The light. The light.”
“What do you mean?” Joab asked.
“After the couple went to the stable, about an hour passed. I had completely forgotten about them. This was the busiest night I’ve had in years, Joab, and I was serving drinks and food as quickly as I could prepare them. I sensed another patron standing at the bar, and looked up to serve him. I . . . I can’t tell you what happened next,” Ishmael said, stammering his words.
About Bill Thompson
Bill Thompson is a corporate entrepreneur who has bought, sold and operated companies. He's an amateur archaeologist, held a stockbroker's license and has extensively traveled the world, including the archaeological sites of Egypt, Machu Picchu, Stonehenge and Avebury. He, his wife and two dogs live in southern Oklahoma.
It looked as though stockbroker and amateur archaeologist Brian Sadler had hit the jackpot when he joined Warren Taylor & Currant, Dallas' hottest investment brokerage firm. Then the FBI arrived to investigate the company's ties to the Mob, and Brian had to find a way out. In his last deal at the firm, he raised millions of dollars for Bijan Rarities, a New York dealer in antiquities, then joined the gallery himself.
Bill Thompson is a corporate entrepreneur who has bought, sold and operated companies. He's an amateur archaeologist, held a stockbroker's license and has extensively traveled the world, including the archaeological sites of Egypt, Machu Picchu, Stonehenge and Avebury. He, his wife and two dogs live in southern Oklahoma.