Robert Langdon travels to Egypt for a conference held by famed Egyptologist Dr. Zahi Hawass. Egyptian Islamic Jihad are blamed when the Egyptologist and others go missing. While suspecting that he might get kidnaped himself, Robert meets up with Egyptologist Indiya Becker to find the missing historians. In their search they uncover truths about some of the bibles oldest of stories, the mystery of the Atlantis Ring, and a new political uprising taking place in the world.
Quick Authors note:
I know that so many people are using Egyptian history in fanfics and stories, but I hope you will still read this. I can assure you I've done my research (and I hope that it will prove itself).I will also bring up a number of Political issues. In the review section you are allowed to express your opinion, but remember, this is a work of fiction. I hope you read and enjoy. (And I hope you don't find any Mary Sue in this story)
Disclaimer:
I do not own any of Dan Brown's original characters (Robert Langdon, Sophie, etc.). I also have no association with the following Egyptologists; Zahi Hawass, Mark Lehner, and Kent Weeks. I also have no affiliation with any Political figures or journalist that might be mentioned.
I do, however, know Fr. Paul Trinchard and speak with him occasionally. He does not know of me writing this, but I hope to convey his thoughts accordingly. I've done my best to do the research and get the facts right. If there are any mistakes that you see, please point them out and I will do my best to fix them.
ENJOY!
Temptations of Evil
A sequel to THE DA VINCI CODE
by: Nefertiti Membarak
Chapter 1
"Good Evening," spoke Dr, Zahi Hawass, with his accented English.
"Good Evening," said the man at the other end. His accent was one that Dr. Hawass could not place. "This is Dr. Zahi Hawass, that I am speaking to, am I correct?"
"Yes, this is he," Dr. Hawass replied. "May I ask who it is I am speaking to?"
"This is Bradley Ruckford, calling from the British Museum," the man's voice stiffened in a prestigious manner. "Tomorrow, I will be attending your Conference on the Preservation of the Egyptian Tombs. As you probably know, us at the British Museum hold very high respects for history, and want to do all we can to savor it for centuries to come. I was hoping I could buy you breakfast before the conference, so that we could have a discussion between...well, two historians."
"That's very generous of you," said Dr. Hawass. His hands was scratching at the papers on his desk out of habit. His clock read 9:37, Cairo time. It had been a long day of research and he could feel the toll of it on his eyelids. "I would enjoy that, but I already promised a friend of mine that I would meet him in the morning."
"Who is this friend," said the man. Dr. Hawass could sense the curiosity in his voice. "If you don't mind me asking."
"Robert Langdon," Dr. Hawass said. "He is a Symbology Professor at Harv-"
"Ah, yes," the man interrupted. "I've heard of this man, Robert Langdon, many times. He would be an interesting person to meet. Maybe I could join you?"
Dr. Hawass hesitated for a moment, "I guess we could make that arrangement. I'm sure Robert won't mind."
Dr. Hawass gave Ruckford the location and they said their goodbye's.
Zahi usually didn't retire to bed this early, but tonight would have to be an exception. He needed all the rest he could get for the day that would come.
As Zahi put away his many documents and books back to their normal places, her shut the light off to his study and walked into his bedroom.
"Tomorrow will be a good day," he said, as he sat on his bed. "A day of talk, old friend, and above all...history."
