Publisher's Synopsis
In the Spring of 1896, I received a letter from an old friend from university, Alexander Blythe. He had been a brilliant student in anthropology and had won a prestigious Scholarship to Cambridge.
"An old classmate, then," Holmes said.
"How could you know that?" I asked.
"It was addressed to John Watson," said he.
"Of course," I replied.
In this way I was presented with one of the most bizarre and tragic mysteries imaginable.
"Along with my apology for failing to write," I read to myself, "I must compound my shame, by seeking the help of Mr. Sherlock Holmes. God knows that he is the only man who can help us now."
"Will you be going out then?" Holmes asked, as he lowered his newspaper and peered over at me.
"Going out?" I repeated, confused. "Out where?"
"To Egypt! That is the mark on the envelope."
My friend's keen observations amazed me.
"It is beyond disputation," the letter resumed, "that since the moment we uncovered the 16 steps, we have been under a dreadful curse, an ancient curse, and one which will soon have claimed us all."
Thus began the case of The 16 Steps, a mystery so dark and twisted that only my friend, Sherlock Holmes, could hope to solve it.
