Chapter 11

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11 Marietti lay on the hospital bed, his body prone and unmoving. But there was a flickering under his eyelids, lucid dreaming of a past that now came to haunt him again. Maharashtra, India. April 19, 1982. 2.43pm The sun beat down as they trekked along the path towards the caves of Ellora. Sweat dripped down Marietti's back, soaking the shirt he wore under his pack. He pulled the brim of his hat down further to shield his eyes and turned to see how the others were doing. Joseph Manfredi, his assistant from the Vatican Archives, trudged along several meters behind. His face was beetroot red and he still wore the permanent frown he had adopted since they had landed in Mumbai the day prior. Behind him walked Vishal Kapoor, a trusted local fixer and specialist on Indian archaeology, who h

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