Munich: The writer Benjamin Stern entered his flat to see a
man standing there, leafing through his research, and
said, "Who the hell are you?" In response, the man shot
him. As Stern lay dying, the gunman murmured a few words in
Latin, then he gathered the writer's papers and left.
Venice: The art restorer Gabriel Allon applied a dab of
paint carefully to the Bellini, then read the message
thrust into his hands. Stern was dead; could he leave right
away? With a sigh, the Mossad agent began to put his
The Vatican: The priest named Pietro paced in the garden,
thinking about the things he had discovered, the enemies he
would make, the journey before him. Men would surely die,
and he wished another could take it for him. But he knew
that was not possible. In the weeks to come, the journeys
of all three men will come together, following a trail of
long-buried secrets and unthinkable deeds, leaving each one
forever changed. And with them, the lives of millions . . .
Filled with rich characters, remarkable prose, and a
multilayered plot of uncommon intensity, this is the finest
work yet by a new master of the art.