Jagger Jones and the Mummy's Ankh by Malayna Evans

Author:Malayna Evans
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: ancient civilizations, siblings, action, adventure, fantasy, Egypt, United States, Chicago, diverse book, African American
Publisher: Month9Books, LLC
Published: 2019-05-28T07:00:00+00:00

SEIZE THE … SPRAY?

They stared down the cliff wall into the valley from their perch just above Amenhotep’s tomb. Jagger’s legs felt like jelly. He wondered if the others could hear his knees knocking together.

Aria slid her hand into his. He cringed, embarrassed she felt the need to comfort him. He glanced over at her: she was white as a sheet. She wasn’t doing it for him. She was doing it for her. If Aria was terrified, things were past bad.

“We’re okay.” His voice was two octaves too high.

“Breathe,” she whispered.

This was it. They might not see the light of day again. But a whole lot of people were relying on him to do his part. And if Tatia was correct, he had no choice.

“You were right. We have to try.” He squeezed her hand, and she flashed him her I’m-pretending-this-is-okay grin—the grin she usually reserved for their passing interactions with Dad.

“Let’s go.” Babi tied a rope to a rock so they could drop to the valley floor. “Two guards. Over there.” He pointed.

“I’ll handle them.” Herihor crouched at the cliff’s edge, hands raised. “Are you ready?”

At Babi’s nod, the High Priest whispered into the wind, whipping his hands back and forth. Jagger couldn’t make out the words, but a stiff breeze kicked up immediately, blowing sand into the valley and creating a wall of dust in front of the cliff. Red lights glimmered as the sand rose higher, hiding them from the guards’ view. It looked natural, wafting left and right, then up and down.

“Quickly. It won’t last long.” Herihor lowered himself onto the rope.

Jagger wasn’t much of an athlete, and the private school he’d attended before the divorce hadn’t exactly taught rope scaling, but the old man got down it easily enough, and Babi motioned for Jagger to go next. The rope burned his palms as he eased himself down, using his legs to balance against the cliff wall, finding footholds where he could. It took him longer than Herihor, but he got to the ground in one piece, and his sister was just behind him.

Babi landed last, and the old man nodded to a nearby hole in the cliff wall.

The tomb.

Should it be open? It might as well have TRAP written in flashing lights above it.

Jagger swallowed the bile that crawled up his throat. Taking a deep breath, he steeled himself to follow the priest in before realizing Aria wasn’t behind him. He twirled in place, panicked. She was next to the cliff wall, playing with the rope.

“What are you doing?” Jagger hissed.

“Hiding it,” she replied. “There.” She stepped back to view her work. Jagger had to admit, it was good thinking. The rope that had been just hanging there, announcing to anyone who looked this way that someone had just dropped from the cliff above, was now tucked neatly into a crack in the wall, secured by a hair scrunchy from Aria’s purse.

She blew out a puff of air, then gave Jagger a quick nod.

This was it.

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