If you want a plot that is fairly realistic in a novel, this
is not the book for you. Plus, the three
main characters in the book—Charlotte, Annie, and her mother Joyce—are lacking
in common sense. This deficiency does
not deter Annie and Charlotte from suddenly traveling to Egypt to try to find
and recover an artifact that was stolen from the Metropolitan Museum in New
York. (Nineteen-year-old Annie whose occupations
are mainly waitress and housekeeper has never traveled abroad but miraculously
happens to have a current passport.) Charlotte is also on a personal quest to
discover what happened to her husband and infant daughter after a shipwreck on
the Nile forty years ago. Why did she
wait so long? She believes in a curse
supposedly applied by a female pharaoh whom Charlotte is trying to prove was
unfairly maligned. Trying to clean up
that pharaoh’s reputation would seem to negate the curse, right? Charlotte is theoretically a smart woman, and
Annie has a knack for solving riddles, but they are just not very wise, if you
ask me, as they both knowingly put themselves in harm’s way. I can live with bumbling characters who
stumble onto vital discoveries, but I would prefer a plot that doesn’t border
on fantasy. The author builds suspense
fairly well, but the writing leaves a lot to be desired, as does the
believability factor.
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