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Mystery of the Egyptian Mummy (Zet Mystery Case, #4) Mystery of the Egyptian Mummy by Scott Peters
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“The water churned with monsters.”
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“Zet rolled his eyes.”
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“Yet the black, starlit water seemed poor protection from the ominous mysteries swirling around them.”
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“The sacred Wag Festival of the Dead approaches. With it, the veil between life and death grows thin. Restless spirits draw near when a mummy is being made. Even the mummy of a small cat.”
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“Today the market was closed. Zet and Kat”
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“writing”
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“He saw no sign of his sister. Or a monstrous, wild jackal. Zet tore down the steep ladder to the front room. "Kat?" he shouted. She was there, clinging to their mother. They were staring out the open front door. He could tell by the way Kat's shoulders were up around her ears that she was terrified. Still, she took the time to shoot him a reproachful glance. "Shush!" his eleven-year-old sister hissed. "Not so loud!" "What's out there?" Zet demanded, coming up behind them and trying to get past. "Stay back," his mother said. "Both of you." "Let me see," he said, standing on tiptoe. From outside, another unearthly howl sent a chill racing”
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“howl of a jackal woke him.”
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“walked the path the creatures had taken. They'd searched high and low for signs of a trick. Without luck. Before long their mother would wonder why money was running low. And Zet and Kat would have to cart the abandoned wares home to store on the roof. The stall was overflowing. They'd have to tell Mother. Soon. What a disaster. Zet glanced at Princess Merit. A large cloak hid her from head to toe. These days she rarely escaped the palace and her retainers. But this morning, she'd climbed over a palace wall, and the children had hustled her onto the raft. If anyone had inside information on burial curses, Merit would. She was Pharaoh's daughter, after all.”
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“silhouette”
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