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Steve Berry

The Venetian Betrayal

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The third book in the Cotton Malone series

In 323 B.C.E, having conquered Persia, Alexander the Great set his sights on Arabia, then suddenly succumbed to a strange fever. Locating his final resting place – unknown to this day – remains a tantalizing goal for both archaeologists and treasure hunters. Now the quest for this coveted prize is about to heat up. And Cotton Malone – former U.S. Justice Department agent turned rare-book dealer – will be drawn into an intense geopolitical chess game.

After narrowly escaping incineration in a devastating fire that consumes a Danish museum, Cotton learns from his friend, the beguiling adventurer Cassiopeia Vitt, that the blaze was neither an accident nor an isolated incident. As part of campaign of arson intended to mask a far more diabolical design, buildings across Europe are being devoured by infernos of unnatural strength.

And from the ashes of the U.S.S.R., a new nation has arisen: Former Soviet republics have consolidated into the Central Asian Federation. At its helm is Supreme Minister Irina Zovastina, a cunning despot with a talent for politics, a taste for blood sport, and the single-minded desire to surpass Alexander the Great as history’s ultimate conqueror. Backed by a secret cabal of powerbrokers, the Federation has amassed a harrowing arsenal of biological weapons. Equipped with the hellish power to decimate other nations at will, only one thing keeps Zovastina from setting in motion her death march of domination: a miraculous healing serum, kept secret by an ancient puzzle and buried with the mummified remains of Alexander the Great – in a tomb lost to the ages for more than 1,500 years.

Together, Cotton and Cassiopeia must outrun and outthink the forces allied against them. Their perilous quest will take them to the shores of Denmark, deep into the venerated monuments of Venice, and finally high inside the desolate Pamir mountains of Central Asia to unravel a riddle whose solution could destroy or save millions of people – depending on who finds the lost tomb first.

For Karen Elizabeth,

A journey complete

ACKNOWLEDGMENTS

First, Pam Ahearn-and beware, an agent with a new BlackBerry is a dangerous thing. Next, as always, the wonderful folks at Random House: Gina Centrello, my publisher (which I say with great pride); Libby McGuire, for being there with unwavering support; Mark Tavani, who again offered superb editorial insights; Cindy Murray, who takes great joy in sending me away; Kim Hovey, who somehow makes people want me; Rachel Kind, who spreads the books across the globe; Beck Stvan, a cover artist supreme; Carole Lowenstein; and finally all those in Promotions and Sales-absolutely nothing could be achieved without their superior efforts.

A few extra mentions: Vicki Satlow, our Italian literary agent who made the trip to Italy productive; Michele Benzoni and his wife, Leslie, who made us feel welcome in Venice; Cristina Cortese, who showed us St. Mark’s basilica and provided invaluable insights; all the folks at Nord publishing in Italy, what a terrific team; and Damaris Corrigan, a brilliant lady who, one evening over dinner, spurred my imagination. My sincere thanks to you all.

For my brother Bob and his wife, Kim; daughter, Lyndsey; and son, Grant; a long overdue special mention. Though it’s not said enough, all of you are quite special to me.

Finally, this book is dedicated to my wife of the past few months. She’s watched this story grow from a rough idea to words on a page. Along the way she offered guidance, criticism, and encouragement.

Toil and risk are the price of glory, but it is a lovely thing

to live with courage and die leaving an everlasting fame.

– ALEXANDER THE GREAT

It is a divine right of madness, not to be able to see the evil

which lies just in front.

– UNKNOWN DANISH PLAYWRIGHT

TIMELINE OF RELEVANT EVENTS

JULY 20, 356 BCE – Alexander of Macedonia is born.

336 BCE – Philip II is murdered. Alexander becomes king.

334 BCE – Alexander crosses into Asia Minor and begins his conquests

SEPTEMBER 326 BCE – The Asia campaign ends in India when Alexander’s army revolts. Alexander returns west.

OCTOBER 324 BCE – Hephaestion dies.

JUNE 10, 323 BCE – Alexander dies in Babylon. His generals divide the empire. Ptolemy claims Egypt.

321 BCE – Alexander’s funeral cortege leaves for Macedonia. Ptolemy attacks the procession. The body is taken to Egypt.

305 BCE – Ptolemy is crowned pharaoh.

283 BCE – Ptolemy dies.

215 BCE – Ptolemy IV erects the Soma to house Alexander’s remains.

100 CE - St. Mark is martyred in Alexandria, his body hidden.

391 CE – The Soma is destroyed and Alexander the Great vanishes.

828 CE – St. Mark’s body is stolen from Alexandria by Venetian merchants, taken to Venice, and stored in the Doge’s palace, its whereabouts lost over time.

JUNE 1094 CE – Body of St. Mark reappears in Venice.

1835 CE – St. Mark is moved from the crypt to beneath the main altar of the basilica that bears his name.

PROLOGUE

BABYLON

MAY, 323 BCE

ALEXANDER OF MACEDONIA HAD DECIDED YESTERDAY TO KILL the man himself. Usually he delegated such tasks, but not today. His father had taught him many things that served him well, but one lesson above all he’d never forgotten.

Executions were for the living.

Six hundred of his finest guardsmen stood assembled. Fearless men who, in battle after battle, had surged head-on into opposing ranks or dutifully protected his vulnerable flank. Thanks to them the indestructible Macedonian phalanx had conquered Asia. But there’d be no fighting today. None of the men carried weapons or wore armor. Instead, though weary, they’d gathered in light dress, caps on their heads, eyes focused.

Alexander, too, studied the scene through unusually tired eyes.

He was leader of Macedonia and Greece, Lord of Asia, Ruler of Persia. Some called him king of the world. Others a god. One of his generals once said that he was the only philosopher ever seen in arms.

But he was also human.

And his beloved Hephaestion lay dead.

The man had been everything to him-confidant, cavalry commander, Grand Vizier, lover. Aristotle had taught him as a child that a friend was a second self, and that had been Hephaestion. He recalled with amusement how his friend had once been mistaken for him. The error caused a general embarrassment, but Alexander had only smiled and noted that the confusion over Hephaestion was unimportant for he, too, was Alexander.

He dismounted his horse. The day was bright and warm. Spring rains from yesterday had passed. An omen? Perhaps.

Twelve years he’d swept east, conquering Asia Minor, Persia, Egypt, and parts of India. His goal now was to advance south and claim Arabia, then west to North Africa, Sicily, and Iberia. Already ships and troops were being amassed. The march would soon begin, but first he had to settle the matter of Hephaestion’s untimely death.