The Tomb Of Hercules: A Novel by Andy McDermottThe Tomb Of Hercules: A Novel by Andy McDermott

The Tomb Of Hercules: A Novel

byAndy McDermott

Mass Market Paperback | October 27, 2009

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AN ANCIENT WARRIOR.
AN INCREDIBLE TREASURE.
A LETHAL ENEMY.

It’s the opportunity of a lifetime–the chance to prove that a tomb containing the remains of the legendary hero Hercules actually exists. If American archaeologist Nina Wilde can locate it, it will be the most important historical find ever unearthed. But as Nina and her ex-SAS bodyguard, Eddie Chase, begin their search, it’s clear that others want to find the tomb–and the unimaginable riches within–and will do anything to get there first.

Who will find the tomb of Hercules first, and what fantastic treasure does it hold? From New York to Shanghai, from Switzerland to the diamond mines of Botswana, Nina and Eddie must stay one step ahead of their enemies in a race to solve a mystery as ancient as civilization itself. But when a beautiful woman from Eddie’s past joins the hunt, all the rules change–and in this life-and-death game, their next move may be the most dangerous one of all.
Andy McDermott is a former journalist and movie critic who now writes novels full-time following the international success of his debut thriller, The Hunt for Atlantis,which has been sold around the world in more than twenty languages. He is also the author of The Tomb of Hercules, The Secret of Excalibur, The Covenant of Genesis, The ...
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Title:The Tomb Of Hercules: A NovelFormat:Mass Market PaperbackDimensions:512 pages, 6.84 × 4.17 × 1.13 inPublished:October 27, 2009Publisher:Random House Publishing GroupLanguage:English

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Rated 4 out of 5 by from Excellent A great addition to the Nina Wilde & Eddie Chase series - not as thoroughly enjoyable as The Hunt for Atlantis - but still a great read and finished it in one sitting. This series is definitely worth checking out. Highly Addicting!!
Date published: 2017-02-21
Rated 3 out of 5 by from Good addition This is a good addition to Nina and Chase's story line. Not as engrossing as the Hunt for Atlantis, but still enjoyable. Eddie and Nina's relationship is put to the test here, as both see how much the other as changed since they hooked up, and they get to deal with all this while searching for the mythical tomb of Hercules. Nothing overly remarkable, except too much action if you can believe it. There was more fighting than story so it brought the book down a bit. But otherwise not bad!
Date published: 2011-08-21
Rated 4 out of 5 by from Book two goes way over the top but still lots of excitement Well the follow up to McDermott's first book The Hunt for Atlantis is even MORE of a thrill-ride - and I wouldn't have thought that was possible, so he gets point for that! In the aftermath of Nina and Eddie finding Atlantis, and stopping the deranged megalomaniac trying to remake the planet's population [if you haven't read the first book, you really should!] they are living together as well as working together at the U.N. in the International Heritage Agency. What they're mostly doing though is fighting with each other, as Nina's become content to be a desk-bound bureaucrat, and Eddie's chafing at sitting around feeling useless. But when, at a U.N. fundraiser aboard a millionare's yacht Eddie comes face-to-face with his ex-wife, Sophia - who lied to him when she left him telling him she'd slept with his best friend - as well as her new billionare Chinese husband, he's a little shaken. But the next day he realizes that Sophia slipped a note into his pocket begging him to help her because she's in desperate circumstances, Eddie's determined to go to Shanghai and save her, ignoring Nina's angry protests. Nina, meanwhile is on a hunt for a new lost archeological treasure - the tomb of Hercules. After pulling every string she can, Nina finally gets access to the original texts that relate to the tomb, despite the vehement protests of the representative of the organization who owns it. When he goes to the men's room, after shifting the handcuff attached to the book from his own wrist to Nina's, all hell breaks loose. Armed men break into the building and Nina has to refresh her memory on advanced escape techniques learned during the hunt for Atlantis to make it out alive. It quickly becomes apparent that there's some connection between Eddie's attempts to save Sophia and the attempt on Nina to get the ancient book, although exactly what's going on is murky. And so begins another hair-raising adventure that takes Nina and Eddie to far-flung locations from one end of the planet to the other in their attempts to figure out what's going on, who the bad guys are, what they're doing, and how to stop them. My only complaint about this book - and really, it's a very minor one - is that the level of unbelieveability in what happens is substantially higher than in the first book. Some of the stuff the bad guys manage to pull off in the course of the story just seemed a bit too far past the "you have GOT to be kidding me?!" point. But, it was certainly an engaging, exciting and totally over-the-top entertaining thriller, and I absolutely enjoyed it so I'm not going to quibble much, and I was happy to give this four stars. One small warning, there are some extremely gory and violent scenes in the book, especially towards the end, but if action/suspense is your genre then you're probably used to that, and I wouldn't say it's any worse here than in other books of the genre. Bottom line: If you like action/suspense stories and you also enjoy history and archeology, then I definitely recommend this book to you. Great writing, great characters and lots of excitement.
Date published: 2011-02-22

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Chapter OneNew York City : Three Months Later The lights of Manhattan shone like constellations of precision-aligned stars against the night sky. Eddie Chase gazed out at the spectacular panorama and sighed. He would much rather have been somewhere, anywhere, on the island—a restaurant, a bar, even a launderette—than here. Not that the venue itself was a problem. The Ocean Emperor was their host’s pride and joy, a 350-foot motor cruiser on which absolutely no expense had been spared. Chase had been on luxury yachts before, but this one represented a whole new level of opulence. Had he just been with Nina and a group of close friends, he would have taken full advantage of the experience. But apart from a handful of senior IHA staff, so far he didn’t know any of the hundred-plus guests. And he didn’t have anything in common with them either. Diplomats, politicians, titans of industry, all busy networking and deal-making with every handshake. Chase, on the other hand, was here merely as Nina’s “and guest.” This wasn’t his world. It wasn’t Nina’s either, but she was doing everything she could to pretend it was, he thought with a frown. He knocked back the remaining red wine in his glass and turned away from the vista to face the crowd. Nina was standing with former U.S. Navy admiral turned historian Hector Amoros, the head of the IHA, and shaking hands with a tall, distinguished yet smug-looking man. Politician, Chase knew at a glance. Nina glanced through the open doors in his direction. “Eddie!” she called, waving one hand to summon him. The champagne glass that had been in her other hand from practically the moment she boarded the yacht had been refilled again, he noticed. “Eddie, come here and meet the senator.” “Yeah, coming,” he replied without enthusiasm, fingering his stiff and uncomfortable collar. A blast of noise and wind swept over the deck as he reentered the ship, another helicopter coming in to drop off more ultra-VIP guests on the yacht’s helipad. Chase and Nina had been brought to the Ocean Emperor by boat, as had most of the other guests. Even in the world of the superrich, there was still a pecking order. He imagined the only way to top arriving by helicopter would be to land in a Harrier jump jet. Nina looked amazing tonight, he had to admit. The sweeping scarlet off-the-shoulder dress was a world away from the ruggedly practical clothes she had worn when he first got to know her a year and a half before, or even the Italian suits she’d adopted more recently in her role as the IHA’s director of operations. Her normally red hair had been dyed a richer, darker tone for the occasion, swept and styled to highlight her carefully made-up face. Chase ground his teeth at the mere thought of her hair. He’d complained about it all day before Nina finally made him promise to shut up. But still . . . five hundred dollars for a fucking haircut? “Eddie,” said Nina, “this is Senator Victor Dalton. Senator, this is Eddie Chase, who works for me at the IHA. And he also happens to be my boyfriend,” she added. “Nice to meet you, Senator,” said Chase, shooting Nina a subtly annoyed look as he shook Dalton’s hand. He recognized the name—Dalton was in the running to be the next president of the United States. That explained the two stone-faced men in dark suits watching him coldly from nearby: Secret Service agents. “You too, Mr. Chase,” Dalton answered. “English, huh? Not a Londoner, if I’m right about the accent.” “Too blood—I mean, yeah, that’s right. I’m from Yorkshire.” Dalton nodded. “Yorkshire, right. Nice part of the world, I understand.” “It’s not bad.” Chase doubted the senator knew where Yorkshire was, or cared. “Senator Dalton’s on the IHA’s funding committee,” Amoros told him. Chase smirked. “That right? Any chance of a pay raise?” Nina’s glossily lipsticked mouth shrank into a tight line, but Dalton laughed. “I’ll see what I can do.” He looked past Chase, his eyebrows flicking in recognition. “Say, our host approaches! Monsieur Corvus, good to meet you again!” Chase turned to see a sleekly groomed, black-haired man in a dinner jacket. He looked to be in his midfifties. “Please,” he said to Dalton as he shook hands, “René. This is a social event, yes? No need for tiresome formality!” “Whatever you say . . . René!” Dalton chuckled. “Thank you . . . Victor! And Nina,” Corvus continued as he turned to Nina, taking her hand, “such a pleasure to meet you again.” He leaned forward and kissed her on both cheeks. Nina blushed. Chase glared at the Frenchman, quickly forcing a neutral expression when he turned to face him. “And you, you must be . . .” “Eddie Chase,” Chase announced brusquely, sticking out his hand. “Nina’s boyfriend.” “But of course,” said Corvus, smiling as he shook his hand. “René Corvus. Welcome aboard the Ocean Emperor.” “Cheers.” Chase looked around at the oak-paneled room. “It’s a really nice boat you’ve got here. I suppose being a shipping magnet has its perks.” Dalton suppressed an amused noise, while Nina let out a fluttering, slightly desperate laugh. “René’s not just a shipping magnate,” she said to Chase, emphasizing the pronunciation of the word through clenched teeth, “he’s also one of the IHA’s directors.” “Nonexecutive, of course,” Corvus added modestly. “It’s only proper that the experts like Nina should make the decisions about protecting the world’s archaeological wonders.” “Yeah, well,” said Chase with a big fake smile, “she really does like to be in control of everything, I can tell you.” Nina took a gulp from her glass before treating Chase to an equally false grin. “Honey, sweetie?” she said, tugging at his jacket sleeve. “Can I speak to you? Over here?” She tipped her head towards the doors. “Of course you can, darling,” he replied. He nodded to the other three men. “Excuse us for a second.” The trio exchanged knowing looks as he and Nina backed away. “What the hell are you doing?” Nina hissed as soon as they were what she mistakenly thought was out of earshot. “What’re you talking about?” “You know damn well what I’m talking about! Making an ass of yourself and embarrassing me!” “Oh, I’m embarrassing you?” snorted Chase. “What about you and your ‘Here’s Eddie, my dogsbody at the IHA—oh, and he’s sort of my boyfriend as well’?” “I didn’t say that!” “You might as well have! And pardon bloody me for getting a word wrong that no bugger uses in normal conversation. Not all of us could go to the University of Poncy Vocabulary. Or afford a five-hundred-dollar haircut,” he added before he could stop himself. Nina’s eyes narrowed into angry slits. “You promised me you were going to stop going on about that! The one time, the one goddamn time I need to look good to impress these people, and all I get is you complaining how much it cost!” “It was five hundred fucking dollars!” Chase reminded her. “I can get a haircut for ten bucks!” “Yes! And it looks like it!” Nina snapped back, waving a hand at his close-cropped, receding hair. “Besides, I’ve got a high-level job with the United Nations now. I’m earning a hell of a lot more than I was at the university— it’s not like I can’t afford it.” “Yeah, there’s a lot of things you can afford now, aren’t there?” “Meaning what?” “If you can’t . . .” Chase trailed off as he saw two people descending the stairs from the upper decks. New arrivals, brought to the Ocean Emperor by the helicopter. One was a Chinese man, like Chase in his midthirties, surveying the crowd of wealthy guests with an arrogant smile that suggested he considered himself to be far more important than any of them—or all of them. The other . . . “’Scuse me,” Chase said, his fight with Nina completely forgotten. He started for the doors. “I need to get some air.” Nina blocked his way, confused and still angry. “What? No you don’t! What did you mean, I can afford a lot of stuff?”   “Forget it. I . . .” He looked at the stairs again. It was too late. She’d seen him. The Chinese man swaggered through the crowd towards Corvus, people moving out of his path as if he were sweeping them aside with an invisible force field. Following a couple of paces behind was a younger woman. Unlike him, she was Caucasian. Brunette, stunningly beautiful, expensively attired . . . and wearing an expression of quiet sadness.

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