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radioactive device,” Mr. Montez said.
    “Radioactive?” Logan asked, astonished.
    “Yes. I believe that radioactivity was used to activate the pyramids.”
    “How could they harness radiation back then?” Valerie asked.
    “Did you know that certain gems and precious stones give off radiation?” Mr. Montez said. “Gems such as autunite and coffinite actually give off a great deal.”
    “So what did they use the energy for?” Valerie asked doubtfully. “Toasting bread? I don’t recall learning about microwave ovens or electric chariots existing two thousand years ago.”
    Mr. Montez laughed. “That’s right. We have not unearthed any electrical appliances from that era. But are you familiar with the term electroculture ?” Logan and Valerie shook their heads. “It is the postulate that if you can introduce electrical current into plant cells, the plant will grow rapidly. There is also something called electrotherapy , the healing of wounds through the introduction of electrical charges. I believe that the people of Teotihuacán also created arc lamps.”
    “Arc lamps?” Logan said. “Now that I think about it, I remember hearing rumors about those existing in Egypt during the time of the pharaohs.”
    Mr. Montez nodded.
    “What’s an arc lamp?” Valerie asked.
    “A type of lamp that produces light by sending an electrical current between two conductive points,” Mr. Montez explained. “I believe that there were once people, here at Teotihuacán and at other pyramid sites around the world, who knew how to harvest electricity.”
    “Now I see why the Tripod Group is interested in your work,” Valerie said. “There are a lot of people who would be willing to pay handsomely to become energy sovereign.”
    Logan turned and looked up at the face of the statue. “Any man who knew how to produce electricity out of nothing would be considered a god.”
    Mr. Montez nodded. “ Teotihuacán means ‘place where men become gods.’ ”
    Logan’s gaze lingered. The eyes of the statue were closed, and a gentle calm was chiseled on its face. Logan wondered about the artist who had sculpted it and the secret he may have possessed. He turned to Mr. Montez. “Is this the artifact you want restored? It seems to be in pretty good condition already.”
    “I will get to that in a moment,” Mr. Montez said, “but there is something else I would like you to look at first. Come here.” Logan and Valerie followed him around to the back of the statue. “Look at the back of the figure’s headband. The five symbols carved into it . . .”

    “They’re from the Chronicles ,” Valerie said in surprise. She turned to Logan. “Peace, Joy, Love, and Freedom. I just read about them.”
    Logan remained silent. He, too, was surprised to see the Satraya symbols on the ancient statue.
    “Yes,” Mr. Montez said, with deep reverence. “And the last is the enigmatic and unmistakable emblem that appears on the cover of the books.”

    “What’s that other symbol that looks like a flower or a snowflake?” asked Valerie.
    “I doubt it’s a symbol at all,” answered Mr. Montez. “Just a bit of artistic flare, I suspect.”
    “How can this be?” Logan asked. “The Chronicles were found in 2027, and you said this statue has been buried for more than fifteen hundred years.”
    “That is why I contacted the Council of Satraya,” Mr. Montez said. “As I mentioned in our phone conversation, Adisa Kayin said that if anyone could solve this mystery, it would be you.”
    “Have any of these symbols been found anywhere else at Teotihuacán?” Logan asked, with great curiosity.
    “No. But much about this civilization is shrouded in mystery; so much must have been lost in the fire that destroyed the city in the seventh century. I believe that this atypical lifelike sculpture and the Satraya symbols indicate that the ancient people of Teotihuacán were far more advanced than historians and archaeologists realize.” Mr.