LaHaye, Tim - Left Behind 08 - Apollyon by LaHaye Tim

Author:LaHaye, Tim [LaHaye, Tim]
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9780842365543
Publisher: Tyndale House Publishers
Published: 2002-04-15T07:00:00+00:00

They all kept their heads below window level until Stefan pulled out onto the street.

From inside the stadium came the pop pop pop of more shooting, and Buck could only pray that the GC was not taking out its frustration by creating more martyrs.

Tsion wept as he watched the crowds sprint from the area. “This is what I feared,”

he said. “Bringing these people into the enemy camp, leading them to the slaughter.”

Chaim was strangely quiet. He neither spoke nor seemed to move. He sat facing straight ahead. At a traffic light he seemed distracted when Stefan took his hands off the wheel, made fists with both hands, and shook them before his own face as if celebrating. Chaim glanced at him and looked away.

The light changed, but a GC guard still held the traffic, letting a line go from the other way. Stefan took the moment to turn the rearview mirror toward himself. He pushed his hair back and stared at his forehead. Chaim looked at him with a bored expression. “You can't see your own, Stefan. Only others can see yours.”

Stefan turned around in his seat. “Well?” he said.

“Yes,” Chloe said, and Tsion nodded.

Stefan tried to shake hands with everybody behind him, and Chaim raised both hands in resignation, shrugging and shaking his head. “I won't know for sure unless it happens to me.”

Buck saw GC guards running toward the intersection. “Go, Stefan!” he said.

Stefan turned back to see the traffic director still holding him. “But•”

“Trust me, Stefan! Go now!”

Stefan stomped on the accelerator, and the Mercedes shot forward. The guard stepped in front of it with both arms raised but leaped aside as Stefan bore down on him.

“Get us to Chaim's as fast as you can,” Buck said. Stefan rose to the challenge.

“So, Ken,” Rayford said, “as an economics expert, do you still trust the banks?”

“I didn't trust the banks before Carpathia came to power.”

“Where'd you stash your bullion then?”

“Some bullion. Mostly coins. Who's got change for a brick of gold?”

Rayford snorted. “Who's got change even for a gold piece? You'd have to buy out a store to keep from getting hundreds in change.”

“I hope it doesn't come to actually having to spend the gold as currency. As for where I put it, let's just say if I do buy Palwaukee, I'll be buyin' one valuable piece of real estate.”

“You're not saying . . .”

“I know what you're thinkin'. Guy who's s'posed to know money loses out on more millions by putting it where it can't grow.”

“Exactly. Even I have a little portfolio.”

“Only recently have I put all of it underground. Right under my Quonset hut. For years I stored only the gain. After the Rapture, which I knew only as the disappearances then, I could see what was going to happen to the economy.” Ken laughed.

“What?”

“I thought I'd lost it all in the earthquake. Dang near killed myself goin' after it, my stash that is. Ground was all broke up, and my bullion and boxes of coins slipped through one fissure and wound up twenty feet lower'n I'd buried 'em.

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