He found a folded rag; there was something inside it. It was the only thing in any of his pockets and a complete mystery to him. It had never been in his custom to wrap anything in rags. Working against his quivering hands, he quickly unfolded it.
It was a lens. A single glass lens.
With this seemingly trivial discovery, Rush is thrust into a definitive journey that will take him from the slopes of the Polish Carpathians to the golden uplands of Kazakhstan. On this adventure he’ll endure passages of tremendous peril and ultimately stand face-to-face with the most formidable figure he’s ever encountered.