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When a vicar and his lady companion, who claim to posses the Holy Grail, end up dead it becomes clear that someone is after the old man's artefact. To solve the mystery and protect a precious piece of history, Lovejoy puts his life on the line...
"It is naught; it is worthless," saith the buyer. Then having bought he goes, laughing." -Proverbs 20:14
Dedication
TO the Chinese god Kuan Ti, guardian of antique dealers and pawnshops, this book is most sincerely and respectfully dedicated. He is also the god of war.
A story for friends in Tripoli, for Tom in clink, Susan, and the Berwick lifeboat men.
First words
Antiques, women and survival are my only interests. It sounds simple, but you just try putting them in the right order.
Quotations
Last words
I don't think they'll ever learn to be honest and fair-minded, like me.
When a vicar and his lady companion, who claim to posses the Holy Grail, end up dead it becomes clear that someone is after the old man's artefact. To solve the mystery and protect a precious piece of history, Lovejoy puts his life on the line...
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When it came to spotting authentic antiques, Lovejoy was the best in the business. So Reverent Swan sought him out with his startling secret: He had found the Holy Grail. Lovejoy couldn't believe his ears. That was sheer legend. Or was it? But the next he knew, the eccentric old man lay dead and a trail of violence was leading him to the crumbling castle where the fabled chalice supposedly lay hidden. Now he was in a desperate race against time and a dangerous fanatic who would stop at nothing in his sacred quest.