An ancient Mayan prophecy. A dangerous Nazi descendant. A passionate archaeologist. And an aristocrat desperate for cash.
Mayan legends tell of a location where the secret to surviving the end of the world may be found. One part of that legend is recorded on a stone tablet in the dusty attic of Lord 'Ratty' Ballashiels' crumbling manor. The other twin part disappeared from a Berlin museum when the Nazis took power. When Ratty seems about to sell his tablet to the adopted son of Josef Mengele, his friend, the archaeologist Ruby Towers, is appalled.
Soon it is clear that more than archaeology is at stake. The quest to rescue historic Central American artefacts becomes a race to prevent an apocalyptic threat when Ruby discovers that the ancients have set in motion something that will threaten the world today.
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Poor quality in a mediocre genre..
Straight paragraphs lifted from the best of the pyramadiots books... and transferred willy nilly to South America - very little to do with the title. Poor understanding of the Maya civilsation. Very bad plot, poor 2 dimensional characters, the obligatory nazis - and no saving graces.. bad relic hunters with a poor vocabulary and an embarrassing script.. an insult to the reader/ listeners intelligence
No, just it should be put to the bottom of the pile, there are many others better and more thought provoking. This had no redeeming features and was an insult to a genre that doesn't have much going for it.
The deus ex machina reading of the Sphinx scrolls of the title in a crumbling mansion kitchen... the schrolls having been earlier destroyed, they are suddenly available in translation, much reduced, and edited and delivered by being selectively read out.. it encompasses both the best and the worst of the books.. and again, how on earth did it get by the editors? Shouldn't have been published/
Does no one need an agent these days? Is there no such thing as an editor.. and how are book buyers supposed to distinguish between writing and pulp fiction ..I paid for this rubbish...
Does no one need an agent these days. Some stuff should not be published.. in defense of the waste of ink and trees, never mind the poor people who try and read it, in all innocence.
The narrator should get a medal for ploughing through and delivering, straight faced and not hamming up the audible version.. and making a very poor narrative a mediocre book.. on audible..I would not recommend reading it, or listening to it, in anything other than ironic mode., or as a how not to...
- Malcolm's Cousin