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It should have been a simple job. All archaeology student Jane Barnaby had to do was pick up a box her professor needed and deliver it to him at his dig site, along with his new car. Yes, his office was in Oxfordshire, and his dig site was in Spain, a trip of 1,400 miles across three countries and two bodies of water. Still, it should have been simple.
And it was, until Jane discovered she picked up the wrong box by mistake. Not the one with boring pottery samples, but instead the one with priceless ancient Egyptian artifacts. The one that a team of international art thieves is after.
Now she’s chasing – and being chased by – the thieves. And she’s picked up a pair of passengers who claim they can help her outwit them, get her professor’s pottery back and return the artifacts to their rightful owner. If only she could figure out which one of them is working with the thieves and which one she can trust in this high-stakes game of finders keepers.
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The sky was still dark when Jane awoke just after seven o’clock. She assumed that it wouldn’t lighten significantly as the day went on; it had been heavy and gray since the middle of last week.
It didn’t strike her as a good omen. But, omen or not, the car would be arriving in two hours, and Professor Welldon was expecting her Thursday morning in Mallorca.
Before that, Jane had to take her daily walk with her mother; she threw on a pair of sweatpants and a t-shirt, pulled her coat on over them, and went out, collecting a stone on her way down to Addison’s Walk. Jane didn’t linger as long as she usually did at Angela’s Tree, but she was sure her mother understood; Mom wouldn’t want her to keep the gentleman from the Land Rover dealership waiting.
“Melanie will visit you the next couple of weeks,” Jane told her mother as she placed today’s stone on the cairn. “You’ll like her. I’m sure she’ll have plenty to say to you. I’ll be back after the New Year.” Jane crossed herself, stood, and continued down the Walk, whispering, “I love you, Mom. Please wish me luck.”
She returned to her room with barely half an hour to shower, dress and make one final search of her luggage and her purse to ensure she had everything packed.
Passport? Check. The ferry tickets and the £500 in traveller’s checks Professor Welldon had given her for the trip? Check. The Professor’s mail for the last week? Check. As far as Jane could tell, she wasn’t missing anything, and if she was, she’d have to do without it. At one minute to nine, Jane dragged her bags out into the hallway, locked her door and headed downstairs.
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