Chris Kuzneski - Sign of the Cross

Their meeting was set for Thursday. He would fill them in at that time. When he was ready.

Victorious, and with nothing better to do, Benito decided to go for a walk.

25

Dr Boyd knew that Maria would have her doubts about the document, so he started from the beginning. ‘When I came to Italy, I was on a specific quest. I was looking for an artifact inside the Catacombs of Orvieto. A scroll that was more important than the vaults themselves.’

Maria pointed to the document. ‘You mean our scroll? You came here looking for this and didn’t bother to tell me? Santa Maria! I don’t believe this! What’s so special about it?’

‘Instead of telling you, let me show you.’ He removed a single sheet of paper from his fanny pack. ‘This is a photocopy of the Bath document. Notice how the script matches the handwriting on the Orvieto scroll.’ He pointed to the similarities in flow and spacing. ‘The first scroll was written by Tiberievm , better known as Tiberius Caesar. Penned by his own hand in 32 AD.’

Maria’s eyes widened. She’d been reading about the second emperor of Rome only a few hours before. ‘Tiberius? Are you positive?’

‘As sure as a historian can be. Not only was the document signed and dated, but I ran the papyrus and ink through a number of tests. The results came back remarkably clear: the Bath document is approximately two thousand years old.’

‘But couldn’t it have been written by someone else, a scribe or an assistant of some kind? How do you know it was Tiberius?’

‘Good question,’ he admitted. ‘But I do have an answer. Take a look at the canister we found in Orvieto. Remember the engraving I showed you? I chose not to tell you at the time, but that’s a very specific symbol assigned to Tiberius by order of the Roman senate.’

‘For what purpose?’

‘In his later years, Tiberius became something of a recluse, opting to live on the Isle of Capri, which was a terrible inconvenience for the senate. All decisions had to be delivered over land and sea, and that was a risky proposition. Therefore, the senate devised a way to seal their documents in metal, then added an extra safeguard by assigning a specific symbol to Tiberius. When it appeared on a chambered document, such as the one we found, it meant the information was written by Tiberius’s own hand and too critical to be read by a messenger.’

Maria considered the information and accepted it. Two scrolls written by Tiberius, found over a thousand miles apart. Unfortunately, that still didn’t explain Boyd’s outburst and failed to clarify the connection to Christ. ‘ Professore, not to be rude, but what did the document say?’

‘The Bath scroll was addressed to Paccius, the top general in Tiberius’s army. You see, the general and his troops had been sent to the Britains to survey the land explored by Julius Caesar several decades before. It was a critical mission, one that would spark further expansion of the Empire. Alas, while Paccius was there, something happened back in Rome, for Tiberius sent a fleet of his fastest ships to locate him and request his immediate return.’

‘What had happened?’

‘The document didn’t say, simply hinting at “a swelling among the slave ranks of Galilee that needs to be profited from.”’ Boyd paused, letting that information sink in. ‘But if you think about it, history gives us a pretty solid clue as to what was taking place. What significant event occurred in that territory less than a year later?’

The color faded in Maria’s tanned face. ‘The crucifixion of Christ.’

‘Exactly! Now maybe you’re beginning to understand the importance of this.’

She nodded, trying to retain her focus. ‘What else did it say?’

‘Tiberius said if he died before Paccius’s return, then Paccius should complete the plot by using the records that would be stored in the newly built haven at Orvieto. He said the plans would be “locked in bronze and sealed with the Emperor’s kiss.” Obviously a reference to the engraved canister that we found.’

‘But since the scroll was still sealed, we can assume that Paccius returned before Tiberius’s death, right? They had a chance to talk in person?’

Boyd shrugged. ‘That’s an assumption at best. You must remember that both canisters were found sealed. Not only the one in Orvieto but the one in Bath as well.’

‘So what are you saying? Paccius never got the message?’

‘That’s one possibility. Another is a duplicate set of messages. I figure, why dispatch a single canister when you’re sending an entire fleet to locate someone? What if the message ship sank? The scroll would’ve been lost forever. So for safety’s sake, why not send two scrolls or more?’

Maria nodded her acceptance. It seemed like a reasonable theory. ‘What does history say about Paccius? What happened to him?’

‘For some reason, his death was never chronicled. One minute he was the second most powerful cog in the Roman Empire, the next minute he was gone. Vanished, without a trace. Of course, his disappearance could mean many things. He might’ve died in the Britains or drowned at sea on his journey home. Or he might’ve sailed directly to Judea in order to carry out the emperor’s wishes.’ Boyd shook his head in confusion. ‘Whichever it is, I do know this: Tiberius was a tactical genius, known for his brilliant mind and precise planning. And according to this scroll, he figured out a way to use Christ as a pawn in the most ruthless plot of all time.’

‘How in the world did he do that?’

Boyd took a deep breath, struggling to find the appropriate words. How do you challenge someone’s belief system without upsetting her?

‘Maria,’ he stuttered, ‘why do you believe Christ is the Son of God?’

‘Why? It’s what I was taught as a child. It’s what I was raised to believe.’

‘But you’re no longer a child. You reached the age of independent thought long ago. At some point you started challenging your parents. Whether it was Santa Claus or politics, you eventually questioned what you were taught.’

‘Yes, but — ’

‘But what? You should draw the line at religion? If anything, religion should be the first concept that you challenge because it’s the most personal thing that a person can have. Religion is what you believe, not what you’re told. It’s what you feel, not what others expect.’

‘But I believe in Christ! I’ve studied the Bible, gone to Mass, and spoken to several priests. And guess what? I believe in God and Jesus Christ. It just feels right to me.’

His tone softened. ‘If I challenged your faith, would it bend under the weight of my words?’

‘Not a chance. I believe what I believe. Your comments aren’t going to change that.’

‘And what about evidence? Would your faith crumble in the face of new evidence?’

She pondered the word evidence. ‘Does this have something to do with the scroll? You have new evidence about my religion?’

‘ Our religion. I’m a Christian as well.’

‘So this isn’t about the Church? This is about Christ?’

Boyd nodded, unwilling to look her in the eye. ‘And the news isn’t good.’

Maria didn’t know what he meant, yet the claws of doubt started ripping at her faith. If the scroll’s message was as devastating as Boyd insinuated, there was a chance that her entire belief system was about to be shattered. ‘What does it say? I need to know what it says.’

Boyd took a deep breath. ‘You realize, once I tell you, there’s no turning back.’

‘We reached that point long ago. Please, tell me what the scroll says.’

‘I will, but first you must realize their writing style was different than ours. Run-on sentences were common. They just rambled on incessantly, rarely stopping for changes in subject.’