The Black Circle (The 39 Clues , Book 5)
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A strange telegram lures fourteen-year-old Amy Cahill and her younger brother, Dan, deep into Russia and away from the only trustworthy adult they know. Signed with the initials NRR, the telegram launches a race to uncover a treasure stolen by the Nazis and the truth about the murder of the last Russian royal family. All too soon, the treasure hunt starts to smell like a Lucian trap. But the bait might just be irresistible . . . what will Amy and Dan risk to find out what really happened on the night their parents died?
palace.” “I can’t help it if you tried to break my neck getting in here!” Dan stood up and tried to put pressure on his knee. “I’m going to have a monster bruise, but everything’s still working. Where to now?” “The main floor in the east wing,” said Amy. “This way.” Amy had already scanned the guidebook and figured out the general location of the Rasputin exhibit. They passed through darkened rooms filled with expensive art and furniture. “Looks like these royals liked nice stuff,” said Dan.
where Amy had circled Row 3 in one of the balcony boxes. Amy checked her watch again. “Two hours and counting. I don’t think we’re going to make it.” “We’ll make it,” said Dan, heading for the entrance of the looming white theater. There was a hallway outside the main seating area, with doors leading inside and lots of ornate artwork on the walls. Tourists were perusing the space, waiting for a chance to get inside and look around. The next tour didn’t start for another twenty minutes. “This
flair Amy had talked so much about. “Why are you helping us?” Dan persisted. He still didn’t understand what Nataliya’s story had to do with them. Why would an heir to the Romanov throne care about two kids? Nataliya looked at her gold watch again, then tapped her desk phone. “Irina has requested backup. Prepare the Shark for departure in fifteen minutes.” Nataliya turned her gaze to Amy. “I sent you on this chase for many reasons,” said Nataliya. “The first was to distract my Lucian
rows of black teeth. The floor was worn and grooved at the front of the church. Looking down, Dan was the first to see what they’d been looking for. “Amber squares.” Burnt-orange tiles were beginning to appear every few feet between the marble. “It looks like a trail of blood,” said Dan. They followed the amber tiles around the altar and down a flight of stone steps. A cold wisp of air brushed Dan’s cheek as he opened the door at the bottom of the stairs and peered down a darkened
flipped through, she came upon two tickets tucked between the pages about a certain city. “Two airline tickets for Volgograd, Russia, with our names on them,” she said. Amy looked at her watch. “Leaving in one hour. Why would anyone think we’re stupid enough just to hop on a plane to Russia?” “Check this out!” said Dan. There was one more thing at the bottom of the box, and as far as Dan was concerned, it was the best item of all. He held up a shiny new Visa gold card with his name on it.