By James Twining
It is a mystery that has been hidden for greater than a half-century. The clues were scattered around the globe. Now somebody has all started to piece them jointly. And the way forward for the area relies on their being stopped in time.
In Maryland, a vicious gang breaks into the nationwide Cryptologic Museum and steals a Nazi Enigma computing device. In a London sanatorium, an Auschwitz survivor is murdered in his mattress, his killers making off with a macabre trophy: the previous man's severed left arm. In Prague, a doubtless valueless portray is stolen from a synagogue.
Three towns. 3 thefts.
Could there almost certainly be a connection?
Former artwork thief Tom Kirk definitely sees no cause to hyperlink the crimes while he's first requested to enquire. but if the stolen portray turns up along the amputated arm, he realizes that he has exposed an complex path of clues laid down within the demise days of the 3rd Reich through a mystery order of SS knights. Clues resulting in a fabled treasure misplaced within the ashes of warfare that's the key to a perilous online game the place the last word prize is lifestyles itself—Tom's included.
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