...ey were all real. He then looked around the room; his eyes focused on what appeared to be ancient maps and artifacts from distant places and times. ... ... a set of thin lips appeared. “I haven’t had the pleasure,” he said with a heavy European accent.” “Neither, have I professor, but I’m sure we’ll c... ...telling me the truth.” “I have. What else would like to know?” “Why the Southern Belle accent, and playing the helpless widow.” “As for the acce... ..., and whatever you can find out about this so-called Professor Ivan Zlatamir. By name and accent he’s Russian, but he acts like a Nazis.” “You thin... ...t flickered over him, or just the relief that he was there, but he looked like one of the Greek statues in the library -- tall, strong and handsome.... ... drove to Director Thames’ residence, a street with a row brownstone houses standing like ancient edifices. He parked his car in the shadows of over... ...t that I attended.” “What was his proposal?’ Barkley asked. “For most of us it was all Greek. He should have been talking to experts with a knowl... ...ice,” she said. “The room feels cold.” “That’s quite a wind,” Brand said as he heard the ancient windows rattle. “The fire will take the chill out....

...of flickering votive candles that cast a soothing splay of shadows across the ancient altar. The Pope knelt his thin, angular body before it; his wh... ...voice rose into a cadence of a Gregorian chant, the beauty of the alliterated ancient Latin echoed through the chapel like a spiritual sonnet. As h... ... Antonio?” he asked. “Of course, Holy Father,” he replied and sat down in an ancient wooden chair. “Antonio,” the Pope began with a smile, “tell m... ...t be useful someday. You know how Sicilians are.” “You don’t have a Sicilian accent.” “I do when I need it.” “Do you also speak English?” “Ver... .... It's been a long time, Father, since I thought about God... My parents were Greek Orthodox, they did their best to raise me in the Church, but I a... ...nd talked while wildly waving their hands and arms, which, somehow, seemed to accentuate the loudness of their voices. To an outsider, it would appea... ...dozens of beautiful women dancing in front of the band when he heard a deeply accented Spanish voice whisper in his ear, "Senor, Branderos." Brand... ... intend to wait before you're willing to do something?" "In the words of the Greeks, 'Democracy runs best when the streets run red with blood'," No...

...el next to his private quarters. The dark chapel was dimly lit by a row of flickering votive candles that cast a soothing splay of shadows across the ancient altar. The Pope knelt his thin, angular body before it; his white cassock cascaded across the red, soft cushion. He gently entwined the ebony rosary beads between his fingers, crossed himself in the supplicant tradit...