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THE LOST PROPHECY

The death of a professor of history at New York University during an expedition in Iraq triggers a chain of events that have been prophesied since biblical times of the flood, where The Book of Nimrod, the most powerful man, was hidden, and now the world is about to succumb to the power that God himself once feared. Gregory Evans, when investigating the death of a boy in a satanic ritual at Trinity Church, finds himself involved in a plot of global domination where everyone is suspect and guilty, including God and the devil himself.

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CHAPTER 7

CHAPTER 7

PIETRO WAS SITTING by the bed where Freddy lay in a coma while Gregory had gone to see Senator Hofma to find out more about his son's involvement in all this.

Suddenly, a nurse enters to apply the medicine.

— Excuse me.

Pietro nods and the nurse puts the medication intravenously.

— Would you please wait a few moments while I go to the bathroom quickly?

— Sure sir, no problem at all.

FREDDY WAS DREAMING in anguish, he clearly remembered when he ran away, his own father wanted to kill him, it was another name, another family, another life, another existence...

— Your life has a purpose, son... it's all in your blood... your blood has power...

But his mother, who was called Semiramis by all, woke him up one night, he was feeling sick and Professor Hulmann decided it was better to go home, otherwise his days would be numbered.

FREDDY WOKE UP in a sweat and suddenly saw the figure from the same night his mother was killed and taken captive.

The man held a dagger in one hand and a golden book in the other.

— It's time, Joshua.

He shook his head, the desperation was so great, his chest still burned from the burn, but the man was very strong and dominated him and in an instant, it was all over.

***

A FEW INSTANTS LATER, Pietro returned relieved.

— Thank you very much...

However, Pietro realized that he had made one of the biggest mistakes of his life, as Freddy had a knife stuck in the center of the drawing burned on his chest.