After she arrived in Khemet she discarded just about everything that she had brought with her. She had taken on new clothes and a new identity during the long and hazardous journey over land and over sea. She was deeply scarred by regret for what she had done in her homeland and was desperate to make amends. She knew that the only way she could make some good come out of the death of her mother would be for her to become what her mother had always wanted her to be. The vision of Imhotep was now giving her that opportunity. If his grave was entered and the elaborate system of magical protection broken, she would be responsible yet again for the destruction of something important and good.
She brought out the box with trembling hands. Why was it that even when she was trying to do good she
