When Miranda Lovelady and Dr. Bill Brockton discover what could be the bones of Jesus of Nazareth, their finding triggers a deadly tug of war between the anthropologists, the Vatican, and a deadly zealot who hopes to use the bones to bring about the Second Coming, and trigger the end of time.
Oh, wait . . .
The mordant tone of this novel is a useful corrective to some of the more dewy-eyed hagiography about the Few. But it obscures the fact that while every military organization is screwed up to some degree, Britain's air defense system was brilliantly thought out and led from the top, while the Luftwaffe's screwups started from the top and permeated downward.
An entertaining read though -- but very dark and sardonic in tone.