The Healer’s Daughters by Jay Amberg
English | 2019 | Mystery/Thriller | ePUB | 1.0 Mb
The Healer’s : A terrorist bombing in Bergama, Turkey kills twenty-three people including three children. Modern Bergama is built on the site of ancient Pergamon, a city whose art and wealth and culture rivaled Athens. It was also the home of the Aesklepion, the world’s greatest healing center, and the birthplace of Galen, the Roman Empire’s most famous doctor.
Tuğçe Iskan, a Turkish Ministry investigator, finds evidence that links the terrorism to a powerful criminal family and to Galen’s life and Pergamon’s lost treasures. But Iskan is alone, an outcast in the Ministry because she is honest, diligent, and a woman.
As Iskan delves more deeply into the heinous attack, she needs allies outside the Ministry. She must turn to Özlem Boroğlu, a local archeologist, and Boroğlu’s daughter Elif, an artist with an affinity for ancient Aegean goddesses. Can these three women defeat ISIL terrorists, criminal oligarchs, and corrupt officials? Can they even survive?
“Traffic is moving slowly this morning, a snake in the sun. Flynn’s blue eyes dart at the pedestrians. The men smoke as they walk. Some of the women have on colorful scarves, but none wears a niqab. They may all be Sunni, but no one is entirely devout. And in the caliphate, none will be spared but those who obey Sharia law. These people might as well be kuffar as he himself once was.
But now he is on his journey to Paradise, on his mission of Glory, a mission for which he alone was selected. Allah is his Commander, and all is clear. God’s mercy and righteousness fill him. He has moved from darkness into light. This is his moment to liberate the world from the control of Jews and the United States. To strike a death blow against the globalists, the United Nations and its Coalition of Devils.
When he passes Bergama’s central police station, he pulls his cap lower and slouches in his seat. Despite his conversion to Islam, old habits die hard. He raises his right hand and stares at the scars. At fifteen, Terrence Patrick Flynn, who he once was, dropped out of Catholic school to work in Dublin’s pubs. But what he did best, even then, was fight—over football or politics or anything at all. “Fightin’ Flynn!” He went back to school twice, but the pub life was far more compelling than any classroom. By the time he was twenty-six, he had three children by two women.”