By the time we came to a halt at the foot of the long, narrow dais, my questing mind had discovered our location-far beneath the great pyramids at Giza in Egypt. I resisted an eye roll at the cliché, unimpressed.

As I was by the shadows hiding the faces of those above me. Could they be any more Hollywood B movie? Film noir tactics would do nothing to keep me from asking the hard questions. And getting the answers I wanted.

"I'm ...