I found this book disappointing. It has a promising beginning but the heroine's actions were erratic and just plain stupid at times, which irritated me. It was predictable and relied on some amazing coincidences and plot devices that were terribly obvious and totally illogical. It veered off a very interesting path into the predictable strangeness of Nazi plundering and WWII subplots. The back cover of the mass market paperback should have alerted me - but I was so entranced by the other two books by A.J. Hartley that I read that I missed the clues. ( )

I'll just say it straight out. I didn't like this book very much. I did finish it, which is more than I can say for some others I've read that I didn't like. I didn't set out to not like it, but there it is. Now, I happen to have read many reviews in which readers say it's a great book, and if they say so, then that's okay. However, I'm often at odds with many regular book readers as far as liking/not liking a book, and it doesn't bother me at all. I'll tell you why this one didn't particularly strike my fancy after my brief summary of this book.

Deborah Miller is a curator of the Druid Hill Museum in Atlanta, started by her mentor, Richard Dixon. One night, after a fundraiser, Deborah goes home but receives a strange, anonymous phone call that sends her back to the museum, only to find Richard dead. Deborah, of course, calls the police, but does some sleuthing of her own, and finds only a brief clue: Richard has written down the word "Atreus," probably his last act. From there, we have the following: a cop that may not actually be a cop, Richard's visit to a website that reveals he was interested in a golden death mask (possibly of a king of Mycenaea, maybe even Agamemnon), an attack on a dark highway, all of which send Deborah running to Greece to try to find answers. But it gets sort of murky and muddled from there, as the plot takes an abrupt turn, and Deborah finds herself in even more danger than before.

My whole problem is that there's so little substance to this book that it was hard to find any of it the least bit believable and thus the least bit engaging. Then there's the villain, whose dialogue was so campy that I could only laugh rather than be terrified at the "horrific" plot at the root of it all. Don't get me wrong...I do a lot of escape reading where there's way too many coincidences, too many timely deus ex machinas and pretty bad dialogue, but in this one, the evil and nefarious deed was just was a wee bit silly. I don't think I'd recommend this one to a friend; let's put it that way. ( )

Protagonist: Museum curator Deborah Miller
Setting: Atlanta, Georgia with various sidetrips to places like Greece
Standalone

First Line: Andrew Mulligrew clamped the radio's headphones tighter to his head.

Atlanta museum curator Deborah Miller, returning home after a successful exhibit, receives a cryptic call telling her she needs to go back to the museum. Deborah does so only to find her friend, museum owner Richard Dixon, lying dead amid a cache of possibly priceless artifacts. Why was Richard hiding them? And, most importantly, what item from the stash was worth killing for? At first, Deborah believes the missing item to be a Mycenaean
death mask, but after exploratory trips to Greece and Russia and multiple attempts on her life, Deborah begins to suspect that the object in question is more powerful than a mere mask.

At first I found this book totally engaging, but when I pieced together what
was going on, I rapidly lost interest and The Mask of Atreus became another entry in the Nazi loot sub-genre. I liked the main character and the structure of the book was sound. It was just a matter of the plot being a retread. ( )

I have to say I didn't like this book. Not that it was bad, but I felt misled. I bought it because it was supposed to be a mystery about Ancient Greek archeology and it ended up being about something I didn't have much interest in. (Don't want to spoil it for others.) I understand that they would have ruined the plot twist if they has advertised that on the backcover, but I still didn't like it.