CABAL by Rick Jones

Author:Rick Jones [Jones, Rick]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: EmpirePRESS
Published: 2016-02-13T23:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER FIFTY

Kimball slapped the panel of the pickup, a message to Jeremiah to stop the truck. Then gently, as if Yara was as fragile with glass, he set her aside while Farid stirred and awoke as well, the young boy raising his head from Kimball’s lap and rubbing both eyes with balled fists.

The sat-phone was still in Kimball’s hand.

“Something the matter, Mr. Hayden?” asked Sister Kelly.

He held up the sat-phone for her to see. “What do you think?”

“What do I think? I think the magic is about to end.”

He didn’t say anything. He simply thought it: Then you would be right.

Kimball jumped down from the bed as the second truck circled around and came up beside him.

When seeing the phone, Isaiah asked: “Change in plans?”

Kimball nodded. “The phone’s dead,” he said, then tossed it into the pickup’s bed. “I was talking to Father Auciello. There’s a team running from the east on an intercept course, from Damascus. They’re running an angle and will beat us to our southerly point by at least two hours. It appears that we have a tail who’s been handing out our coordinates as we make our way.”

“Sayed?”

Kimball nodded. “Most likely.”

“Then we’ll take him out.”

“He’ll just run if he sees us coming. And on top of it all we’d be wasting valuable time while the Damascus Team catches up.”

Isaiah said: “We can’t go north. We can’t go south. The Golan Heights is certainly out of the question.”

Kimball knew what he was leading up to. “So that leaves east,” he said. “Into Iraq.”

Isaiah looked at the sisters’ faces and noted that they were listening intently. Obviously they knew what everyone else knew: they didn’t have enough fuel.

“Bonasero is trying to work a deal with Jordan,” added Kimball. “But it doesn’t appear that the government wants to get involved in a situation that’s not their own. And Israel’s too far to the west.”

Isaiah leaned into Kimball and whispered, “And when we run out of fuel?”

“Then we fight,” he said. “We do what we have to do to protect the children. That has always been our goal.”

“Let me go after Sayed,” said Isaiah. “I can drive him away so he can’t keep pace with us and alert the Damascus Team of our position.”

“You’d never catch him. He knows this. You can drive him north as far as you possibly can. But he also knows that if you do this, then we’re grounded because I can’t transport all these people in one vehicle.”

“And the phone’s dead?”

Kimball looked at the yellow sat-phone, which a young boy was now toying around with with interest. “At this point we have no way to communicate with the Vatican. Just as Father Auciello hung up, the phone’s screen flashed ‘depleted battery,’ and then it winked off. But Father Auciello was able to get his message across. Going east to Iraq is our only chance.”

Kimball saw what little hope the sisters had on the faces drain. So he lied to them by telling them that it would be ‘all right.

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