It’s March 18, 1314. The platform in front of Notre-Dame Cathedral is packed. A 70-year-old man, broken by seven years in a medieval dungeon and unspeakable torture, is led out to hear his life sentence. All Jacques de Molay has to do is keep his mouth shut, accept his fate, and fade into the shadows. The King of France has already stolen his military order's massive wealth. The Pope has already abandoned him. The game is lost. But standing before the sprawling Parisian crowd, the last Grand Master of the Knights Templar does the one thing nobody expects. The defiant words he speaks next will guarantee his excruciating death just hours later—and trigger a curse that people still whisper about today. Every time you hear someone say Friday the 13th is an unlucky day, you're hearing the faint echo of the massive betrayal that put him on that platform.