Blood Relics (A James Acton Thriller, #12) - Plot & Excerpts
Robert Kennedy Hotel Astor Saint Honore, Paris, France Acton looked up from his laptop as Reading entered from one of the suite’s two bedrooms, freshly showered. He motioned toward Acton’s computer. “Any news?” Acton nodded. “I’ve got the first chunk of research from Mai.” “Let me guess, there’s no map with an arrow pointing to a spot marked X?” Acton chuckled as he leaned back in his chair, stretching with a groan. “Nope. If we believe the legends, he fled Jerusalem a few days after the crucifixion, got himself baptized along with a few other soldiers that fled with him, then went north to modern day Turkey where he lived for fifteen years before finally being found and beheaded.” Reading pushed the sheers aside, looking at the Paris skyline. “So, I suppose we’re not looking for his head. Where’d his body go then?” “Well, the head went to Jerusalem where the Roman Prefect Pilate had it sent to the senior rabbi who had demanded these men be killed.
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