The Curse of the Ancient Emerald

Informationen zum Autor Franklin W. Dixon Klappentext Frank and Joe must take the shine off a jewel thief who sends ominous riddles in this Hardy Boys adventure. First a priceless painting disappears from the museum; then two ancient samurai swords vanish from a private collection. A string of robberies has hit Bayport, and all signs point to the Phantom, a recently released ex-con who last struck more than twenty years ago. There's only one problem: the Phantom has vanished into thin air, and not even Frank and Joe Hardy can track him down. Then the boys begin receiving threatening notes in the mail, each one containing a strange riddle. And it looks like the Phantom's next target could be the valuable Emerald of Astara, the 2,500-year-old crown jewel of the Bayport Historical Museum. Can the Hardys crack the Phantom's code before he strikes again?The Curse of the Ancient Emerald THE EMERALD OF ASTARA 1 FRANK AND HERE,” SAID THE MUSEUM guide with the little smile that meant he was about to treat us to another terrible joke, “we have the—ha-ha—jewel in the crown of our collection, the Emerald of Astara.” I fought down a groan as he waited expectantly for the class to acknowledge his amazing sense of humor. This guy was terrible. “Don’t give up the day job,” called someone from the back of the group. Our school chaperone, Mr. Sweeney, swiveled around and fixed Neal “Neanderthal” Bunyan with his laser glare. “Busted,” muttered my brother, Joe. Neanderthal’s grin faded under Mr. Sweeney’s withering look. “Sorry, sir,” he mumbled. “The Emerald of Astara,” said the tour guide, determined not to be derailed from his lecture, “is over two thousand five hundred years old and can be traced back to ancient Persia—that’s modern-day Iran to you.” I whistled appreciatively and leaned in to inspect the egg-size jewel. Hidden lights inside the glass case made the green stone twinkle and glint. It looked like something Indiana Jones would fight to get his hands on. “The jewel is believed to be cursed—” “Really?” interrupted Joe. “What kind of curse?” Joe had been looking pretty bored since the class arrived at the Bayport History Museum for our school trip. But talk of an ancient curse was enough to get him interested. “It was given to the sultan of Astara as a gift,” said the guide. “He was said to be obsessed with it, never letting the jewel out of his sight. He was found dead only a week later, clutching the jewel to his chest.” “How did he die?” I asked. “The curse,” said Joe. “Duh. Aren’t you listening?” “People don’t die from curses.” I snorted. “What about Tutankhamen?” remarked Chet Morton, our best friend. “All those people who died after opening King Tut’s tomb?” “King Tut’s Tomb,” repeated Joe, grinning at Amber Arlington. “Cool name for a band.” Amber smiled back at Joe, and I fought down a little twinge of jealousy. Amber was new in our class and had taken to hanging out with us in the cafeteria and at our favorite coffee shop, the Meet Locker. She was smart, funny, and incredibly good-looking—the complete package. I’m not usually the type to run off chasing girls—that’s Joe’s thing—but there was something different about Amber. “Actually,” I said, “the curse of Tutankhamen is an urban legend. Out of the twenty-six people who were there when the tomb was opened, only six died.” “Six is a lot!” protested Chet. “Yeah, but they died over the course of a decade. The talk of a curse started when the financier of the dig was bitten by a mosquito. The bite became infected, and he died of blood poisoning.” “Didn’t Sir Arthur Conan Doyle believe in the curse?” asked Amber. I knew I was right about her. Looks and ...

Product details

• Authors: Franklin W Dixon, Franklin W. Dixon
• Publisher: Simon & Schuster USA
• Languages: English
• Age Recommendation: ages 8 to 12
• Product format: Hardback
• Released: 09.06.2015
• EAN: 9781481424769
• ISBN: 978-1-4814-2476-9
• No. of pages: 160
• Series: Hardy Boys Adventures; Hardy Boys Adventures
• Subject: Children's and young people's books