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From New York Times bestselling author Fiona Davis, an utterly addictive new novel that will transport you from New York City’s most glamorous party to the labyrinth streets of Cairo and back.
Egypt, 1936: When anthropology student Charlotte Cross is offered a coveted spot on an archaeological dig in Egypt’s Valley of the Kings, she leaps at the opportunity. That is until an unbearable tragedy strikes.
New York City, 1978: Nineteen-year-old Annie Jenkins is thrilled when she lands an opportunity to work for former Vogue fashion editor Diana Vreeland, who’s in the midst of organizing the famous Met Gala, hosted at the museum and known across the city as the “party of the year.”
Meanwhile, Charlotte is now leading a quiet life as the associate curator of the Met’s celebrated Department of Egyptian Art. She’s consumed by her research on Hathorkare—a rare female pharaoh dismissed by most other Egyptologists as unimportant.
The night of the gala: One of the Egyptian art collection’s most valuable artifacts goes missing, and there are signs Hathorkare’s legendary curse might be reawakening. Annie and Charlotte team up to search for the missing antiquity, and a desperate hunch leads the unlikely duo to one place Charlotte swore she’d never return: Egypt. But if they have any hope of finding the artifact, Charlotte will need to confront the demons of her past—which may mean leading them both directly into danger.
Reviews
The story, especially when you went to Luxor or Cairo before. Loved the characters, great and easy read
By Martinatastestheglobe
I really enjoyed the story. The plot was easy to follow extremely interesting characters and subject matter .
By UC Berkeley Mom
Fiona did it again! Great roller coaster ride of a read. A couple of thoughts, but I won’t spoil it for you. Enjoy.
By No No Nannette
DNF. DAB (Disappointing and boring). I was a Fiona Davis fan but this book was so void of any interesting history or anything interesting I just had to stop reading. The women characters were all unbelievable and unlikeable and uninspiring.
By Julian JP Norwich
I could not finish this book. I have liked her books before, but this one was trite. Diana Vreeland was an interesting person, but really…..The Tut Exhibition was really life altering. The main characters were shallow, stupid people. Just was not the book for me, guess I am too old for this one.
By zoesampoochie