Then came the crash. A nearly impossible car crash that should never have happened and that should have killed him, but which he walked away from almost unscathed. That was the first miracle. But it was barely the begining of the series of all but impossible events that began to turn his quiet well ordered life upside down.
Murderers and assassins lay around every corner, determined to catch him, find the location of the lost Rembrandt through him, and then kill him. And yet every time they caught him, fate stepped in in the most improbable of ways, and he escaped.
Then again what else could you expect when the ancient Greek gods were toying with you?
Of course the gods had their reasons for using him, and even as they toyed with him they knew that he would one day hold their own futures in his hands.
His destiny would take him from pawn to kingmaker, or king breaker. But which path would he choose?