The Illuminati Sanctum
(Relic Hunters #6)
By
David Leadbeater
Other Books by David Leadbeater:
The Matt Drake Series
A constantly evolving, action-packed romp based in the escapist action-adventure genre:
The Bones of Odin (Matt Drake #1)
The Blood King Conspiracy (Matt Drake #2)
The Gates of Hell (Matt Drake 3)
The Tomb of the Gods (Matt Drake #4)
Brothers in Arms (Matt Drake #5)
The Swords of Babylon (Matt Drake #6)
Blood Vengeance (Matt Drake #7)
Last Man Standing (Matt Drake #8)
The Plagues of Pandora (Matt Drake #9)
The Lost Kingdom (Matt Drake #10)
The Ghost Ships of Arizona (Matt Drake #11)
The Last Bazaar (Matt Drake #12)
The Edge of Armageddon (Matt Drake #13)
The Treasures of Saint Germain (Matt Drake #14)
Inca Kings (Matt Drake #15)
The Four Corners of the Earth (Matt Drake #16)
The Seven Seals of Egypt (Matt Drake #17)
Weapons of the Gods (Matt Drake #18)
The Blood King Legacy (Matt Drake #19)
Devil’s Island (Matt Drake #20)
The Fabergé Heist (Matt Drake #21)
Four Sacred Treasures (Matt Drake #22)
The Sea Rats (Matt Drake #23)
Blood King Takedown (Matt Drake #24)
Devil’s Junction (Matt Drake #25)
Voodoo soldiers (Matt Drake #26)
The Carnival of Curiosities (Matt Drake #27)
The Alicia Myles Series
Aztec Gold (Alicia Myles #1)
Crusader’s Gold (Alicia Myles #2)
Caribbean Gold (Alicia Myles #3)
Chasing Gold (Alicia Myles #4)
Galleon’s Gold (Alicia Myles #5)
The Torsten Dahl Thriller Series
Stand Your Ground (Dahl Thriller #1)
The Relic Hunters Series
The Relic Hunters (Relic Hunters #1)
The Atlantis Cipher (Relic Hunters #2)
The Amber Secret (Relic Hunters #3)
The Hostage Diamond (Relic Hunters #4)
The Rocks of Albion (Relic Hunters #5)
The Rogue Series
Rogue (Book One)
The Disavowed Series:
The Razor’s Edge (Disavowed #1)
In Harm’s Way (Disavowed #2)
Threat Level: Red (Disavowed #3)
The Chosen Few Series
Chosen (The Chosen Trilogy #1)
Guardians (The Chosen Trilogy #2)
Heroes (The Chosen Trilogy #3)
Short Stories
Walking with Ghosts (A short story)
A Whispering of Ghosts (A short story)
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Contents
Other Books by David Leadbeater:
CHAPTER ONE
CHAPTER TWO
CHAPTER THREE
CHAPTER FOUR
CHAPTER FIVE
CHAPTER SIX
CHAPTER SEVEN
CHAPTER EIGHT
CHAPTER NINE
CHAPTER TEN
CHAPTER ELEVEN
CHAPTER TWELVE
CHAPTER THIRTEEN
CHAPTER FOURTEEN
CHAPTER FIFTEEN
CHAPTER SIXTEEN
CHAPTER SEVENTEEN
CHAPTER EIGHTEEN
CHAPTER NINETEEN
CHAPTER TWENTY
CHAPTER TWENTY ONE
CHAPTER TWENTY TWO
CHAPTER TWENTY THREE
CHAPTER TWENTY FOUR
CHAPTER TWENTY FIVE
CHAPTER TWENTY SIX
CHAPTER TWENTY SEVEN
CHAPTER TWENTY EIGHT
CHAPTER TWENTY NINE
CHAPTER THIRTY
CHAPTER THIRTY ONE
CHAPTER THIRTY TWO
CHAPTER THIRTY THREE
CHAPTER THIRTY FOUR
CHAPTER THIRTY FIVE
CHAPTER THIRTY SIX
CHAPTER THIRTY SEVEN
CHAPTER THIRTY EIGHT
CHAPTER THIRTY NINE
CHAPTER FORTY
CHAPTER FORTY ONE
CHAPTER FORTY TWO
Other Books by David Leadbeater:
The First of a Two-Part Adventure
CHAPTER ONE
In a slate-gray downpour, battered by savage gusts of wind warring under a dark sky, five determined figures paused outside a dilapidated building. Sheets of rain teemed down darkened windows; cracked, concrete graffiti-laden walls were lashed by the storm; and a single heavy-duty entrance door was set behind a thick steel gate. Piles of trash by the door were turning to mush.
Guy Bodie sent a watchful gaze to both ends of the narrow alley, although in this weather he could barely see twenty yards.
“We’re all good.” Cassidy Coleman’s American accent was faint under the non-stop thudding of the hammering rain.
Bodie turned his face to the gate, exposed to the concealed mini-camera nestled in its darkest corner. Twenty seconds passed. Now they had stopped running, Bodie felt his wet clothes sticking to his skin, the cold trickles running down his back, the hot sweat lashed away by driving rain. On sparing a glance for the others, he almost smiled.
They weren’t dressed for bad weather. Cassidy’s luxurious deep-red hair was plastered across her shoulders. Her drenched T-shirt stuck to her pronounced biceps, but her wary, trained eyes never ceased checking their perimeter. Jemma usually wore her dark hair in a bun and tonight was no exception, but the weather had demolished it. She was shivering and staring back at Bodie as if he were to blame for the tempestuous conditions across London.
“At least look on the bright side,” Bodie said. “The cops and local American agencies couldn’t catch a rampaging rhino in this weather.”
Cassidy turned to stare at him. “A rampaging rhino?”
“We’re in London,” Bodie stated as if that explained it. “Bloody hell, don’t any of you remember Only Fools and Horses?”
Nobody answered, either because they couldn’t remember the comedy sitcom or were too demoralized to speak up.
He glanced up at the camera once more before checking on Yasmine and Lucie. The Moroccan was standing upright, blowing running water from the end of her nose as if she’d learned a new trick. Lucie was glaring at everyone in turn, probably ready to launch into a lecture about the health hazards posed by walking unprotected in a storm.
The conspicuous absentee was Heidi Moneymaker.
Bodie put that thorny issue aside, feeling a stab of impatience. The rain wasn’t letting up; in fact, the deluge was getting worse. And, despite his words, they were exposed to more than the elements out here, even if they were halfway down a narrow alley. All it would take was one wandering cop or a nosey neighbor to report them.
Another fifteen seconds passed. Bodie wondered if they should leave, but the steel gate clicked and nudged open. Without waiting, he grabbed hold of the bars, pushed and went through. The heavyweight door on the other side also clicked open.
Thankfully, the relic hunters entered a warm but narrow corridor, shedding water in puddles.
