The Mission to Find Max: Egypt Read Free

with a vulture and cobra at the top. Underneath, there was a story about it:
    The Mystery of King Tut’s Diadem
    King Tut was a powerful and influential Egyptian pharaoh. Lots of people worshipped him like a god. On many occasions the young pharaoh wore jewellery and amulets to protect him and convey his power. None was more important than his diadem, or crown. In fact, it was so important that he was buried with it on his head .
    When the archaeologist Howard Carter discovered King Tut’s tomb in 1922, he removed the diadem. But within days it had disappeared. It was thought to have been stolen by an assistant of Mr Carter’s, Mr Omar Massri. This, however, has never been proven .
    Earlier this year, the diadem was found again, and placed in the care of the archaeologist Rachel Newington. Shortly after, it vanished again. The location and true power of King Tut’s diadem is one of the greatest mysteries of ancient Egypt .
    Jack finished reading the sign and gasped. Rachel Newington was the name of the lady he’d met on a mission in Cambodia. Mrs Newington had been kidnapped by a man with gold teeth who was seeking the power of an ancient Khmer necklace. Jack had worked with her daughter, Kate, to locate Rachel and stop the man from taking the necklace away.
    After Jack saved Rachel’s life, she’d given him a clue about his brother: Max had been helping her protect something in Egypt, but one day both the object and Max disappeared. Soon afterwards, Rachel had been sent to Cambodia.
    After reading this, Jack was pretty sure that his brother had been involved in protecting the diadem. After all, the facts of the story seemed to fit. Plus, it was the kind of job that a GPF agent would be asked to do.
    â€˜Jack,’ said a voice from behind him. It was one of the parent helpers. ‘Mr Marshall wants everyone downstairs.’
    â€˜OK.’ Jack hurried down the stairs and back to the lobby. When he got there, he saw one of the teams waving a fancy book in the air. Richard and Charlie stood beside them with sour looks on their faces.
    â€˜I guess we didn’t win,’ said Jack, walking over to his friends.
    â€˜It’s all because of you,’ sulked Richard. ‘Mr Marshall said that we had to return as a team. If you’d been here, we would have won.’
    â€˜Sorry,’ said Jack. ‘I got distracted.’
    Charlie and Richard stomped off. Richard looked over his shoulder at Jack and shouted, ‘Hope it was worth it!’

    â€˜It was,’ Jack whispered to himself.

Chapter 3:
The King’s Falcon
    Richard, Charlie and the rest of the class headed for the outdoor courtyard. Mr Marshall was busy organizing the kids and the parent helpers.
    â€˜Everybody gather together!’ he said. ‘The bus leaves in two minutes.’
    As Jack made his way over, he noticed a crowd of people to his right. They were standing in front of a large oak tree, pointing up at one of the branches. Jack craned his neck up, and saw a beautiful bird of prey perched on one of the limbs. Since there was a bit of time to kill, Jack went over. He could hear the people chatting.

    â€˜In all my years as a bird watcher,’ said an elderly man, ‘I’ve never seen a bird like this before.’
    â€˜It’s so regal,’ said a woman. ‘What do you reckon it is?’
    â€˜Some sort of falcon,’ replied the man.
    It was certainly unusual. It had a dark blue head, green wings and a white breast. As Jack stared at the bird, it turned its head and gazed at him with piercing eyes.
    The old man nudged him.‘He seems to have taken a liking to you,’ he said.
    â€˜Yeah,’ said Jack, feeling uncomfortable. They weren’t called birds of prey for nothing.
    Keeping its eyes fixed on Jack, the bird spread its wings and flapped up off the branch. It soared high into the sky, then circled majestically over the courtyard. The crowd gasped in