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write-off, the radio was still functioning. Eddie sent out a Mayday. The eruption of the volcano had already roused official attention; while the Ethiopian authorities were surprised that anybody had been near the isolated mountain, they nevertheless assured him that help was on the way, though the lack of precise GPS coordinates meant it might take a while to arrive.

He climbed out of the chopper and joined Nina and Larry, sitting nearby. ‘So,’ said Larry, mopping the blood off his cheek, ‘this is what you do for a living, then?’

‘It’s not all like this,’ Nina told him. ‘Sometimes there’s actual archaeology involved.’

‘All the same, I’m impressed. Still quivering with terror, but impressed. I can’t believe the things I’ve seen today. Floating rocks, exploding volcanoes . . .’ He shook his head. ‘My daughter-in-law throwing herself out of a helicopter at eight thousand feet . . .’

Eddie gave him a mock shrug. ‘Meh. You get used to this stuff after a while.’

‘Speak for yourself!’ Nina cried. ‘You know, before I met you I’d never once had anyone shoot at me. Or been in a car chase. Or a plane crash, or jumped a Humvee over a canyon, or been attacked by tigers and hippos and crocodiles—’

‘They were caimans, not crocs,’ Eddie corrected. ‘But if you hadn’t met me, you wouldn’t have found Atlantis either, would you? Or the Tomb of Hercules, or Excalibur, or the Garden of Eden . . .’

‘The what?’ said Larry. ‘Did you just say . . .’

Nina nodded. ‘Uh-huh. But . . . yeah, you’re right, Eddie.’ She signalled for him to sit beside her. He did so, and she leaned against him. ‘I’m glad we met.’

‘So am I,’ Eddie replied. This time, bruises weren’t enough to stop them from kissing.

Larry waited for them to finish before speaking again. ‘You know,’ he said, ‘I’d like to hear about some of these adventures of yours.’ He was addressing them both . . . but looking at his son with a smile that held more than just the hope of hearing a story.

Eddie smiled back. ‘Sure, Dad. We’ve got time.’

Table of Contents

Cover

Title Page

Copyright Page

About the Author

Reviews

Also by Andy McDermott

Dedication

Prologue

Chapter 1: Zimbabwe

Chapter 2: New York City

Chapter 3: Mozambique

Chapter 4: New York City

Chapter 5

Chapter 6: Tokyo

Chapter 7

Chapter 8

Chapter 9

Chapter 10

Chapter 11: Rome

Chapter 12

Chapter 13: Maryland, USA

Chapter 14: New York City

Chapter 15

Chapter 16

Chapter 17

Chapter 18: Nevada

Chapter 19

Chapter 20

Chapter 21: Washington, DC

Chapter 22: The Gulf of Cadiz

Chapter 23

Chapter 24

Chapter 25

Chapter 26

Chapter 27: New York City

Chapter 28: Switzerland

Chapter 29

Chapter 30

Chapter 31

Chapter 32: Ethiopia

Chapter 33

Chapter 34

Chapter 35

Chapter 36