The Unspoken (Krewe of Hunters Series #7)

The Unspoken (Krewe of Hunters Series #7)

by Heather Graham

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1898: Bound for Chicago, the freighter Jerry McGuen goes down in Lake Michigan, taking with it every man aboard. But what other fate could befall a vessel carrying the ill-gotten sarcophagus of an Egyptian sorcerer?

Now: A veteran diver and "ghost ship" expert is exploring the legendary wreck for a documentary. He dies inexplicably inside the freighter's main saloon. Then another diver is killed and panicked rumors rise like bubbles from the lake: ancient demons have awakened below!

The expedition's beleaguered financier calls paranormal investigator Katya Sokolov to Chicago to save the film—and perhaps some innocent lives. Along with media forensics guru Will Chan, Kat plumbs the depths of an evil that may date back to the time of the Pharaohs. But some secrets are best drowned in the seas of the past.…

Product Details

ISBN-13: 9780778313618
Publisher: MIRA Books
Publication date: 07/31/2012
Series: Krewe of Hunters Series , #7
Edition description: Original
Pages: 384
Sales rank: 85,384
Product dimensions: 4.30(w) x 6.46(h) x 1.03(d)

About the Author

New York Times and USA Today bestselling author Heather Graham has written more than a hundred novels. She's a winner of the RWA's Lifetime Achievement Award, and the Thriller Writers' Silver Bullet. She is an active member of International Thriller Writers and Mystery Writers of America. For more information, check out her websites:,, and You can also find Heather on Facebook.

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"Amun Mopat," Katya Sokolov said to Logan Raintree. "You're kidding me, right?"

The heat that had been shining through the skylight seemed to disappear, as if the sun itself had lost some energy.

The name made her shudder. They'd just finished investigating a death in Los Angeles at Eddie Archer's special effects studio—a death based on an old film noir remake. The original movie had been titled Sam Stone and the Curious Case of the Egyptian Museum. The new one, fittingly, was called The Unholy.

"No, I'm not kidding," Logan said.

He had a fascinating face, the result of Native American and European parents, handsome and filled with character. She had learned to read it well, and she knew—he was not kidding.

Amun Mopat.

It was the name of the insidious ancient Egyptian priest who had supposedly come back to life to perpetrate murders. He was a character in a movie.

A character used in the very recent tragedies that had taken place.

And now… Amun Mopat?

"Amun Mopat, yes," Logan said, almost as if she'd spoken aloud. He leaned back, looking around with a sigh. They sat in the beautiful little lobby-cafe of their boutique hotel, surrounded by wrought-iron lattice work and art deco design. The past weeks—although somewhat traumatic in the final resolution and cleanup—had still contained some nice upswings. They'd seen tapings of half a dozen TV shows, including Kat's favorite comedy, spent days at the beach in Malibu, visited the Magic Castle and other attractions, and actually experienced something that resembled a vacation.

This meeting didn't bode well. She'd received the call to meet Logan while she was enjoying a visit to the La Brea Tar Pits. It had been an urgent call, and she'd known it meant she wouldn't be seeing a retro performance of the Rocky Horror Picture Show that night with Tyler Montague and Jane, two of the six in their special FBI unit.

She'd wondered if the others were going to be involved, but she was sitting here alone with Logan.

She had all but forgotten her strange dream of the night before. And now, even as it seemed to come crashing down around her, she wondered what a storm at sea could have to do with Amun Mopat.

The curse. She'd heard the words in her dream. Egyptian entities always seemed to come with curses!

"Go figure. After all this—Amun Mopat. In Chicago," Logan said in a dry voice.

"Yeah, go figure. Chicago," she repeated blankly.

Logan Raintree was her superior, the head of their team. Their actual boss was the elusive Adam Harrison, who had begun this excursion into the unknown—and the known—combining FBI technology and certain…unusual talents. Logan worked loosely with the head of the first team, Jackson Crow, evaluating information from those who sought help and deciding which cases truly called for their unique abilities. Since the original group of special investigators had become known as the Krewe of Hunters, they'd unofficially been dubbed the Texas Krewe. Their first case had been in San Antonio, home to many of them. Working with Logan and the other team members was thrilling and gratifying at once; it felt as if they spoke an ancient and secret language, and had come together as nationals from the same foreign country.

At the moment, she wasn't feeling especially thrilled. Or gratified. She wished she was back at the Tar Pits.

"And you want me to go out there now?" Kat asked. She didn't add alone.

Logan glanced at his watch.

"Yes. It could be nothing." He shrugged. "And it could be something. But we're talking about a dead body, and the autopsy is probably being performed as we speak."

"Chicago is a big city, and I'm sure they have a fine staff of medical examiners and pathologists," Kat said.

"I'm sure they do, too. But before too much time goes by, I want you in on it. Even the best people in their fields can miss little signs and clues, especially when they're convinced by the circumstances that they're looking at an accidental death."

Everyone on the Krewe had his or her technical or "real world" specialty.

Hers was forensic pathology.

"Amun Mopat," Kat said again. "In Chicago."

Logan leaned forward. "As I said, this could be nothing—nothing at all. That's why I need you there first. Sean is still out in Hawaii, but he's been alerted," he said, referring to another of their team members, Sean Cameron, who had been most heavily involved in the recent occurrences. "And we still have a few loose ends here—the last of the legal documents, another deposition—so I'm keeping Kelsey, Jane and Tyler with me. If it's a tragic but simple case of drowning, there'll be no need for the whole team. In that case, we'll meet back at headquarters. But if it's something else…"

Kat nodded dully. There was a dead body. She was a medical examiner. The dead body, of course, wasn't an ancient Egyptian priest. It was a historian and diver.

Who had died. Searching for a sunken ship in Lake Michigan.

"I dreamed I was on a ship last night," she told Logan.


"And the passengers were talking about a curse."

His expression was serious. "Maybe you'll be able to use that," he said.

She smiled. "Maybe it was to warn me I was about to head off—to Chicago. And a sunken ship. And a curse."

"I think in our line of work," he said, eyebrows raised, "we've learned that curses are pretty much things people invent when they want to do something evil for their own gain. And you may only be there a few hours. Who knows? The situation might just be that this diver went overboard in his excitement when he should have waited for the other researchers. The entire discovery was supposed to be filmed. But, like I said, he didn't wait. His excitement might have led to carelessness, which is probably what happened. And there's always competition to salvage the treasure on a sunken trip. But because we've been helped by the documentary crew in question, I feel it's important that we help out in return."

"Who's doing the documentary?" Kat asked.

"Alan King. We barely saw him when we were in San Antonio, but he had a bad time with the documentary there, especially losing his star. Apparently the Chicago Ancient History Preservation Center—where our dead man worked—is struggling like the rest of the world. They need funding." He studied his papers. "One of the staff, Dr. Amanda Channel, sent out queries to various film people and hit upon some friends of ours—you remember Bernie Firestone, right?"

"Of course," Kat said.

"Yes, well, he's frequently hired by Alan King, who can make films whenever he wants because he has billions—no, he didn't make his billions in film. He's able to do documentary films because he does have billions. Bernie approached Alan, who loved the idea, and there you have it."

"Sean should be available soon," Kat murmured. "He's worked with them before."

"If he's needed, he'll be there. Remember—we don't know if this is anything at all. Anyway, if you do end up staying, you've at least met Alan and you know Ber-nie and his cameraman, Earl Candy. Right now, you'll take a look at the deceased, read the autopsy report, talk with a few people—and, if there's nothing, we'll all meet back in Virginia. Requests for our expertise are already piling up back at headquarters." Logan paused. "But like I said, I feel we're in debt on this one. There's also the fate of a historical institute on the line, not to mention an incredible discovery."

"I still say."

"That it's ironic?" Logan asked. "I thought that, too, but then, not so much. Not really. When the original Sam Stone was filmed in the early forties, the sinking of the ship in Lake Michigan had occurred half a century earlier. A writer, one who was fascinated by Egyptology, would readily have seized upon a real priest for his story. I looked into it and found out that the original screenplay was by a man named Harold Con-way—who was born in Chicago. He grew up going to the Field Museum and hearing stories about the Jerry McGuen. The priest's actual mummy, with the inner and outer sarcophagi, as well as other treasures, went down with the ship. So our screenwriter would definitely have known about Amun Mopat, and he was obviously interested enough in the historical character to use him in a movie."

"Great," Kat muttered.

"Hey, it could be an M.E.'s dream," he said.

"A mummy? An anthropologist's dream, not mine," she retorted. "But…all right, so I'm to examine the body and try to discern if he died by natural means, or…"

She let her voice trail off.

They dealt with the unknown, the world that lay beyond the veil. Their "sixth sense."

But Logan had a point. In her experience, and in that of the others, they'd never come across a ghost or a curse that killed.

It was human beings who killed other human beings.

"They're not expecting to find much left of the people who went down with the ship," Logan was saying. "According to the records, there were no survivors, and no bodies rose to the surface—or none that were found or recognized. But I've read that time would have destroyed even their skeletons by now. Is that true?"

Kat nodded. "Unless someone was caught in a sealed area, it's unlikely that there'd be any remains. Time and sea creatures take their toll. They may find skeletal remnants, but only once they're into the bowels of the ship."

"So, it really is one big watery grave."

"It does seem respectful to salvage what might be important to history and the living, and then let the ship itself stay where it sank, a memorial to those who were lost."

"I believe that's the eventual plan." Logan flipped a page in the file that lay before him on the table. "You won't be alone," he told her, grinning as if he'd read her mind. She wasn't afraid of being alone, nor was she unaccustomed to the strange and unusual.


"A member of the original Krewe is out there now. He happened to be visiting an old buddy in Chicago when this came down. You'll meet up with him. His name is Will Chan. He'll stop by to see Alan, Bernie and Earl this afternoon, and he has an appointment with the people at the Preservation Center bright and early tomorrow morning. He'll meet you at the morgue at 10:00 a.m."

"Okay, but do I need to reach him first?"

"No. Head straight to the morgue. Will's going to catch up with you there." Logan handed her the folder. "His contact information is in here. Between the two of you, we'll have a good sense of what's going on, be it too much enthusiasm by a diving historian—or a predator with an enthusiasm for murder. Oh, and Alan King has hired private security to guard the dive site."

"You can guard a dive site?"

"I thought you were a diver?"

"Yes, but I dive because I love it, not because I'm looking for lost treasures." Kat offered him a wry smile. "I've seen salvage from the Titanic and the Atocha in museums. I never went looking for them. And I usually dive in nice warm water in the Caribbean or the Gulf."

"Salvage rights are complicated. Federal law says that all wrecks belong to the state that claims the waters. Depending on what's found, ownership of artifacts and the wreck itself may wind up in court for years. But the Preservation Center did file papers for the right to dive and work on the wreck. However, it's not the legal aspect that people worry about as much as the black market."

"Other divers stripping the site and selling salvage illegally?" Kat asked.

"You can't begin to imagine what can be bought and sold on the black market."

"Still…t's got to be tricky, raiding a dive site."

"Yes, but it's been done. Hence, the security."

"I guess so."

"You have gone diving in cold water, right?" he asked next.

"Well, yes."

"Make sure you pack a good dive suit. I understand the water temperature ranges between fifty and sixty at this time of year, and I believe that's kind of cold when you're down there."

"I've never been in Lake Michigan." Kat frowned. "And I've never been involved with the discovery of a wreck."

"See, you're all excited now."

"Excited. Well…I'm not sure that's the best word to describe how I'm feeling, not after we nearly lost Madison Darvil to Amun Mopat—or his lookalike!"

"We knew that Amun Mopat wasn't the killer. And we know that mummy isn't swimming around planning to kill anyone who discovers the ship."

"We don't know that anyone is killing people at all yet," Kat said. "We've probably been asked in because Alan King is feeling a little worried—since his luck with documentaries hasn't been so good lately."

Logan looked up at the skylight. Then he looked back at her. "No, we won't know anything until you examine the body and get more information. Since Alan has hired private security near the site, hopefully no one else will be exploring the area and ending up dead while the situation is investigated. You're booked on a 5:40 p.m. flight out of Burbank. You should be in a nice cozy room by midnight, and then tomorrow. I'll be waiting to hear what you have to say."

"What if I can't find the answer in the autopsy?" Kat asked him. "Or in anything else we're able to examine?"

"Then we'll join you—and figure out where the answer does lie."

Kat nodded and sipped her coffee. The sun seemed to come out again and stream through the skylight overhead.

"You have information on the ship, the sinking, the discovery of the tomb—all kinds of stuff—in the folder," Logan said. "Along with info on all the principle players working on the discovery and preservation of Egyptian antiquities."

"Anything else?"

He grinned. "Be glad it's not the dead of winter?"

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kimba88 More than 1 year ago
The Unspoken by Heather Graham is the seventh novel in the Krewe of Hunter series. All of these tales can be read as a standalone. Each case has paranormal elements, which require the skills of a special unit of the FBI, known as the Krewe of Hunters. Agents Katya Sokolpv and Will Chan head up a case involving a sunken treasure, a curse and several unexplained deaths. This was a fun, suspenseful read as they worked to find a murderer and stop a mummies curse. In 1898 the freighter, Jerry McGuen, sank on Lake Michigan taking every man on board and untold treasures with it. The treasure contained the sarcophagus of an Egyptian sorcerer and some say his curse is what caused the McGuen to sink. For over 100 years men have searched for the ship and its treasures in vain; that is until now. When a diving expert and ghost ship expert dies while exploring the wreck people begin crying it’s the curse. Wanting to preserve the sight and protect his team the expedition leader calls in the special FBI team known as the Krewe of Hunters. Jackson Crow sends Katya Sokolpv to Chicago ahead of the team to investigate. She will meet up with Virginia Krewe of Hunter’s team member Will Chan. They meet at the morgue and the tale that unfolds is suspenseful and mysterious as more dead bodies appear and Katya begins dreaming of a watery death. I love the characters that Graham creates. I have met both Katya and Will in previous novels and was aware of their special skill sets. She is a forensic pathologist who can speak to the dead. He is an illusionist specialist who can work magic with cameras. I liked Katya she is smart, sassy and knows her job. Will can be headstrong, is downright smexy and driven when on a case. The attraction Katya feels to Will is immediate and it completely unnerves her because she cannot stand him. He immediately gets on the wrong side of the medical examiner and acts like he is in the lead. Watching the two of them work together and tiptoe around their attraction to each other was hilarious. I quickly became invested in them. We get to see the rest of Katya’s team when they show up to assist. Graham provides us with plenty of suspects from treasure experts to salvage hunters. Oh and did I mention ghosts and an Egyptian sorcerer? I really enjoyed the mystery Graham provided in this tale. I have always found Egyptian burial sites and the curses supposedly attached to them to be fascinating. She gives us a slew of suspects, several unexplained murders and clues that seem to indicate that the Egyptian sorcerer himself is involved in the murders. Filled with danger and suspense the mystery had me enthralled as I tried to piece the clues together. The romance between these headstrong agents was delightful, and I loved watching Will's feelings for Katya evolve. While there is sexual content, it is mostly implied and I found it to be both sweet and hot. I easily consumed this in an evening and deeply enjoyed it. I want to thank Harlequin/Mira and netGalley for providing this ARC in exchange for my unbiased review.
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
Finally! I was beginning to think she had forgotten about Will, or just didn't view him as important. It was a great mystery, but the romance was kind of a dud. One minute they are fighting, and the next planning on forever with nothing inbetween. I would also have like a little more background on Katya and Will. As always, Heather Graham gives us an amazing historical mystery, with just a touch of paranormal. Absolutely one if my favorite authors.
debbieaheaton on LibraryThing More than 1 year ago
In Graham¿s paranormal mystery novel, a veteran diver and ¿ghost ship¿ expert dies while exploring a legendary wreck for a documentary. Without explanation, another diver dies and panic begins to spread. Rumors about ancient demons begin to circulate, terrifying everyone in their wake.The expedition¿s financier calls paranormal investigator Katya Sokolov to Chicago to investigate the situation. Teaming with media forensics guru Will Chan, Kat plumages the depths of an evil that may or may not date back to the time of the Pharaohs.An excellent addition to the Krewe of Hunters series. I couldn¿t put it down until the last page!
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Melalady More than 1 year ago
Heather Graham has a way of never running out of ideas of these awesome stories. From the minute you pick up this books, and all of her other books, she has a way of keeping your interest from the 1st page to the last page
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
This book is quite good. Finally the characters are becoming developed and their personalities are better understood. The biggest downside is the incorrect use of saxitoxin. It is not from lobster and does not cause anaphylaxix as a cause of death. Saxitoxin poisioning was described but named anaphylaxis. This is very distracting while reading to see something so obviously incorrect. Besides the errors already mentioned this is a good story involving the Texas Krew
CR2169 More than 1 year ago
Great Read!
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Heather Graham is just plain fun to read. Ill admit at times you are thinking this is impossible. I dont read romance novels but enjoy the personal when in conjunction with the paranormal. I have yet to read a Graham book where I have not been entertained. My husband wont even let me start a Graham book before bed because I cant stop once I start. Being a huge fan of the old mystery, thriller or horror I should not like any of Heather Graham's books. Yet I do. I have learned in my old age there is more out there. Im too darn old to try roller blading but not a new genre of book reading. Her books are paranormal romance I have been told. I think they are just a whole bunch of good writing and fun!
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Thalaba More than 1 year ago
This was a great addition to the Krewe of Hunters series she's been working on. The story kept me interested and the characters seemed to come to life. I look forward to more books in this series!
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
I really love the books. But if someone did drown in lake michigan he would not have salt water in his lungs. Lol
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Ah. It was ok. Slow moving and I suspected what was going on from the start. But an ok read.
Tisha77 More than 1 year ago
Heather Graham has done it again.....i was hooked from the first moment i i started to read "The Unspoken"......she's my favorite author because of novels like this's a must read
lynne10 More than 1 year ago
Truly anything by Heather Graham is a great read. The characters she introduces are great you just want to keep reading about them.
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
This was good reading and kept you on your toes.
debbieaheaton More than 1 year ago
In Graham’s paranormal mystery novel, a veteran diver and “ghost ship” expert dies while exploring a legendary wreck for a documentary. Without explanation, another diver dies and panic begins to spread. Rumors about ancient demons begin to circulate, terrifying everyone in their wake. The expedition’s financier calls paranormal investigator Katya Sokolov to Chicago to investigate the situation. Teaming with media forensics guru Will Chan, Kat plumages the depths of an evil that may or may not date back to the time of the Pharaohs. An excellent addition to the Krewe of Hunters series. I couldn’t put it down until the last page!