The Key (Turtleback School & Library Binding Edition) (Seven Wonders)
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FOR USE IN SCHOOLS AND LIBRARIES ONLY. Discover the history behind the mystery of the New York Times bestselling Seven Wonders series in this original novella. Follow the tale of Aliyah and Osman, twin treasure hunters pressed into a life of crime. For them, every day is another desperate death-defying adventure until they stumble upon the key that may lead to the greatest treasure ever. But to take home this magical orb, they must first battle their way out of the Tomb of Shadows. With crucial historical details and plenty of backstory surprises, this is a perfect addition to the library of new and continuing fans of Seven Wonders, the epic adventure series by Peter Lerangis, author of three stories in the 39 Clues series.
was acting so uninformed. We all knew about the Mausoleum. It was one of Father’s favorites, an architectural masterpiece that influenced buildings the world over. “I probably shouldn’t tell you this,” Nigel said, “but we’ve got quite a bit of material here from Halicarnassus. I’m a bit obsessed. They say the world’s biggest sapphire was hidden in the ruins, and who wouldn’t want to find that?” As Nigel laughed, I could see Gencer starting to take an interest in the conversation. “The
mouths open, rooted to the spot. Was it really going to be that easy? I guess hundreds of years underground doesn’t make you a good negotiator. “Go now before I change my mind!” Artemisia shrieked, ripping our eardrums to shreds. Osman grabbed the orb. We started toward the severed end of the rope that led to the surface. I reached for it. Then it moved. Was Artemisia playing tricks on us? I heard a thump, and another. Heavy footsteps approached as the end of the rope slid back into the
cracking. A mist swirled up from the ground now in tendrils of green, yellow, and blue. It gathered around the statue, whistling and screaming. The statue’s expression was rock-stiff, but its eyes seemed to brighten and flare. With a pop of breaking stone, its mouth shot open, and it roared with a sound that seemed part voice, part earthquake. The swirls sped and thickened, and in moments Zeus was juddering as if he had been electrocuted by one of his own thunderbolts. In that moment we could
a horrible little song called the “Hunt for the Ring of Asparagus” to the tune of “Davy Crockett, King of the Wild Frontier.” I thought Gencer would clock him over the head. I (almost) wouldn’t have minded. We were trudging up a hill to find the ruined tomb where the ring was supposed to be hidden. Gencer was huffing and puffing, a cigar dangling from his lip. (Father buys the cigars, of course, even though Gencer is the only one who smokes them.) “So when that wretched animal finds the ring,”
climbing onto the ledge. Pain shot up my arm, and I let out an involuntary yelp. Safi squeaked and threw herself backward over my face, her claws buried in my scalp. My arms windmilled as I tried to get my balance back. I reached upward. Clasping the box, I toppled off Osman’s shoulders. I hit the ground with a thump. I blinked my eyes to see Osman standing over me, his flashlight trained on the box, which lay on my chest. “What’s inside it?” he asked. “I’m fine, thank you very much!” I