themselves to be the custodians of the lost civilization’s mysteries. “I’ll have the doctor check the oxygen in your blood again.”
“The Bilderberg Group is the closest real-world equivalent to the Alignment that I know of,” Conrad said. “If there are any Alignment members left on the planet, it stands to reason that at least a few of them would be members of the Bilderbergers and use the group as a proxy to advance the Alignment’s agenda.”
“Just as the Alignment used the Egyptians, Greeks, Romans, Knights Templar, Freemasons, USA, and Third Reich?” Andros said, holding up the half-empty bottle of Metaxa with a knowing smile.
Conrad put down the Zeiss glasses and looked Andros in the eye. “I think I know a way into the party tonight.”
Andros frowned. “Who is she?”
“According to Google, she’s his latest girlfriend, Mercedes Le Roche.”
“Of Le Roche Media Generale?”
Conrad nodded. “Her father,” he said. “She used to be my producer on Ancient Riddles. ”
“You’re crazy,” Andros said. “Put this insane idea out of your head. Get off the island before Midas figures out you survived. Get out while you still can.”
“I have to find out what Midas intends to do with that weapon,” Conrad said.
“Maybe sell it?”
“He doesn’t need the money. He’s Midas.”
“True,” said Andros. “You say this Flammenschwert is Greek fire?”
“No, you said it’s Greek fire. I said it’s a weapon that turns water to fire.”
“Greek fire,” Andros repeated. “But we Greeks have always called it liquid or artificial fire. We used it to repel the Muslim Arabs at the first and second Sieges of Constantinople in the sixth and seventh centuries. That’s how Europe survived Islam for over a thousand years.”
“But how did Greek fire work?”
“To this day, nobody really knows,” Andros said. “The ingredients and manufacturing process were closely guarded military secrets. The emperor Constantine VII Porphyrogenitus even warned his son in a book to never give away three things to a foreigner: a crown; the hand of a Greek princess; and the secret of liquid fire. All we know is that Greek fire could burn on water and was extremely difficult to extinguish. The sight of it alone was enough to demoralize the enemy. My father always suspected that it was petroleum-based and spiked with an early form of napalm.”
“Maybe,” Conrad said. “But I think that the petroleum jelly your forefathers used was a crude copy of something far more devastating. Something that used a uranium-like ore that could actually consume water like oxygen, not just burn on its surface. Where did you say Greek fire came from?”
“I didn’t,” Andros said. “But tradition says it was cooked up by chemists in Constantinople, who inherited the discoveries of the ancient Alexandrian chemical school.”
Conrad nodded. “Who inherited the discoveries of the Atlantean school. Only the Alexandrians didn’t have access to Oreichalkos. ”
“ Oreichalkos ?” Andros looked mystified.
“The mysterious ore or ‘shining metal’ mined by the people of Atlantis, according to your ancient philosopher Plato,” Conrad said. “Plato called it ‘mountain copper.’ He described it as a pure, almost supernatural alloy that sparkled like fire. I’ve seen it before.”
“In Antarctica,” Andros said with condescension. “Pish. Atlantis was the Greek island of Santorini. I have a hotel there.”
“Let’s not get into that debate now,” Conrad said. “The point is that this technology is older than mere Greek fire. I witnessed what a speck of it can do. I think Midas could fry oceans with it. But which one?”
“My grandfather said Hitler wanted to use it in the Mediterranean,” Andros said. “The Nazis wanted to protect Fortress Europe with a moat of fire and burn the warships of the Allied invasion fleet before they could land. Von Berg, however, wanted to use it to dry up the