By Lauren Haney
Homicide AND GREED within the historic LAND OF AMON
The many and robust deities of Egypt has to be given their due. All trade is carried out below the watchful eyes of the functionaries of the good Queen Maatkare Hatshepsut. dying faces any and all who might rob the royal hose of Kemet of its rightful percentage. Lieutenant Bak, commander of the Medjay police, willingly accepts his project to look all Nile River site visitors for contraband -- for rumors are rife of priceless elephant tusks passing unlawfully from the south to the north. yet greed has spawned demise, hideous and unforeseen, and somebody who might turn into wealthy illegally is dealing in way over priceless ivory. Whoever threatens to show a deadly cache of secrets and techniques won't dwell to determine a brand new sunrise -- and dependable Bak may be the subsequent, as he heads relentlessly towards a grim disagreement, a stunning revelation, and intensely attainable doom within the realm of the dead.
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The writing on the surface was cramped but clear. The scribe of the nobleman Amonhotep guaranteed Tjanuny’s passage north from Wawat. The shard had only to be presented and payment would be made. Bak glanced at Ramose’s ship, riding low in the water, heavy with merchandise brought from far upriver to the south. A mixed unit of soldiers and Medjay policemen swarmed over the craft, probing the contents of baskets and bundles and chests filled with exotic and precious items. An elderly scribe borrowed from the garrison records office followed their progress, comparing the cargo with the manifest he held, making sure the captain had omitted no items for which he had to pay a toll.
A vessel on which Tjanuny could work his passage north so that later another man, a trusted friend, could pretend to be a ship’s captain and present the chit to Amonhotep’s scribe for payment. ” Ramose eyed Tjanuny thoughtfully. ” A pause, a nod. “I don’t suppose he meant any harm. ” “Take him to the scribal office building, Kasaya,” Bak told the Medjay. ” Tjanuny’s face registered surprise, pleasure, and then dismay as Bak walked to the edge of the quay and dropped the shard into the river. Another day of this wretched task, Bak thought, and I’ll be the most infamous man along the frontier, shunned by all.
A couple dozen buildings built of stone and mudbrick perched on a sandy shelf overlooking the arable land. “We’re nearing the wreck,” Tjanuny said. ” With quickening interest, Bak studied the small cluster of drab houses. This, he suspected, was where he would find the cargo, and the crew as well if any had survived the storm. The village looked no different than all the others in this poor land. In narrow, crooked lanes, ducks and geese scratched in patches of mud and dogs squabbled halfheartedly.
A Face Turned Backward by Lauren Haney