For two years Nicole has been researching Victor’s strange disappearance and the origins of the Bukh, and now its in her possession.
Whether the glowing treasure in front of me on my desk brought good luck or bad, I was its new secret owner.
"If you learn to handle the wealth of information the Bukh offers, your life will be improved in countless ways.”
“I did not, as I claimed for most of my life, find the Bukh by accident in a store in Bucharest.
I opened it carefully and withdrew two documents: a note from her, explaining how and where she’d found the Bukh.
Previously in A Secret Grave, we learn that Nicole’s wily dublura, Maria Danciu, had possession of the Bukh, but destroyed it. Or did she?
How many Bukhs were still in existence? Perhaps only this one.
The car, of course, would be taken care of, but I felt as if I’d been singled out, marked as a victim.
I traveled home the next day, feeling crappy and exhausted. My search for the Bukh, both Victor’s and Daniel’s, had ended in failure.
“When I was a little boy,” Eric said, “my mother used to always invite family members living in Toronto for shabbat dinner. Aunts, uncles, cousins. I think she was lonely and missed the days of ...