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She was looking for the "Official."

Lacey looked up, her blood running cold. The man in the photo was wearing the same suit. He hadn't aged a day. "That’s... impossible. That photo is a hundred years old." official egypt lacey jayne

Lacey pushed through the crowded bazaar of Khan el-Khalili, ignoring the calls of vendors selling alabaster cats and scarab beetles. She ducked into a narrow, shaded alleyway that smelled of old paper and turmeric. At the end of the passage stood an unmarked wooden door, peeling green paint revealing gray wood beneath. She was looking for the "Official

Lacey looked at the seal in his hand, then at the man who defied time. She had spent her life in libraries, safe among dusty books. This was the field. This was the reality. "That’s

"This is not a key," Tariq murmured. "It is a judge."