Eternal Journey (Rogue Angel, Book 17)

By Alex Archer, Jean Rabe

After capturing an episode of "Chasing History's Monsters "at a dig in Australia, Annja Creed is left feeling mildly unimpressed. The artifacts being exposed are thought of fringe by way of specialists who doubt their authenticity. Annja is dissatisfied via the overall loss of secret concerned. yet her boredom is readily changed with worry while all that's left of her cameraman is a drop of blood on his hotel-room carpet.As she appears for her pal, Annja narrowly escapes an assault by way of gunmen. She realizes her cameraman should have captured just like anything so invaluable that somebody may kill them for simply having dared examine it. whilst it turns into transparent that everybody at the dig is in danger, Annja starts to imagine they're at risk now not due to what they observed, yet "who...."

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The adrenaline rush was once donning off, and the ache used to be surfacing in her arm to compete together with her different aches. She fought a wave of dizziness and utilized a bit extra fuel whilst she emerged from a copse of small white stringybarks and ironwoods. She observed 4 cars on the fringe of her imaginative and prescient, of them SUVs. From her journey the following the day prior to this she knew they belonged to Dr. Michaels and his staff. “I’m shut. ” She breathed a sigh of reduction. It wasn’t a much stroll, and she or he approximately pulled up subsequent to an SUV with the goal of hoofing it the remainder of the way in which.

And, no, i don't like him. ” The librarian drew her finger to her lips, gave Annja a nod and left her to her examining. “I will locate him right here, in his mystery palace,” Annja acknowledged, eyes buried within the hood of the desktop. “And, no, i don't like him, both. ” 28 Annja instructed the girl on the lodge table that she will be staying at the least yet another evening, probably . She ate an enormous lunch, desirous to be sure her strength was once up, after which bought numerous bottles of water, rented a motorbike and headed out of the town.

Ultimately, he aimed the sunshine up, and Annja withdrew. 20 Annja willed the sword away. She knew the guy used to be trapped less than, and while the gurus arrived, they can care for him and have the opportunity to get him out. She prayed he didn’t harm whatever in an try to get away; even supposing the small relics were got rid of, the temple itself used to be helpful. For a second she thought of utilizing the M-16 to complete him—it could warrantly he no longer damage the ruins. yet that wouldn’t be a good struggle. that may be homicide.

Annja had maps with her—one bought within the urban and exhibiting info of the realm round Cairo. the opposite used to be drawn on a sheet of legal-size paper, the easiest recollection the librarian had of simply the place Hamam’s palace sat. among the 2 maps, she was hoping she may well locate it via dusk. The day was once attractive for touring. It was once within the mid-seventies, relatively a distinction from Australia, and earlier than the afternoon used to be out she suspected it should achieve 80. The sky used to be brilliant blue and regarded glossy. the one clouds have been excessive and skinny, and the air had a crisp cleanness to it that was once a welcome aid from the oppressive scents of town.

Temple maybe will be a greater time period, she mused, as such a lot of of the symbols have been of Hathor. there has been a stone head to the east, concerning the measurement of a compact vehicle. It was once within the form of a cow’s head with forward-facing human-looking eyes. the pinnacle of the top were chiseled and polished right into a flat floor so it will probably function a desk or an altar. Annja glided towards it, her mild attaining out to extra of the chamber past. probably the man’s hiding at the back of the cow head, she idea. She’d seize him after which they’d either pass up.

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