Many novels have been written on the subject of ancient relics, lost in time or guarded by a small elect group, and currently pursued by a select few with personal agendas (good and bad alike). There is no deciphering of codes in this story, but rather a cat-and-mouse race by opposing parties to be the first one to land their hands on it. As with such books, there is the (seemingly) obligatory mention of how it must not be allowed to fall into the wrong hands, and end up being used for evil. This in all makes the book a rather predictable read, but the intertwining relationships of all the characters does redeem it somewhat. This is my second read by Khoury, which I certainly enjoyed more than 'The Last Templar', which I found to be extremely dry.