Nicolae: the rise of antichrist by Tim LaHaye

Author:Tim LaHaye
Format: mobi, epub
Tags: World War III - Fiction, Science Fiction & Fantasy, Modern & contemporary fiction (post c 1945), Fiction, Religion, General, World War III, Christian, Religious - General, Christian fiction, Futuristic, Antichrist, Rayford (Fictitious character) - Fiction, Christian - Futuristic, Rapture (Christian eschatology), Science fiction, Rayford (Fictitious character), Antichrist - Fiction, Fiction - Religious, Fantasy fiction, Steele, Fantastic fiction, Modern fiction, Religious, Christian Theology, Rapture (Christian eschatology) - Fiction
ISBN: 9780842329248
Publisher: Tyndale House Publishers, Inc.
Published: 1997-03-15T06:00:00+00:00

Rayford was on the phone with Amanda. She had filled him in on everything. “I miss you more than ever right now,” he told her.

“Having me come back here was sure the right idea,” she said. “With Buck gone and Chloe still tender, I feel needed here.”

“You're needed here too, sweetheart, but I'm counting the days.”

Rayford told her about his conversation with Hattie and her plans to fly to the States. “I trust you, Rayford. She sounds like she's hurting. We'll pray for her. What I wouldn't give to get that girl under some sound teaching.”

Rayford agreed. “If she could only stop through our area on her way back. Maybe when Bruce is going through some chapter on—” Rayford realized what he had said.

“Oh, Ray—”

“It's still too fresh, I guess,” he said. “I just hope God provides some other Bible teacher for us. Well, it won't be another Bruce.”

“No,” Amanda said, “and it won't likely be soon enough to do Hattie any good, even if she does come here.”

Late that afternoon, Buck took a call from Ken Ritz. “You still want me to meet you in Alexandria?”

“We're talking about it, Ken. I'll get back to you.”

“Can you drive a stick shift, Buck?” Michael asked.

“Sure.”

“An ancient one?”

“They're the most fun, aren't they?”

“Not as ancient as this one,” Michael said. “I've got an old school bus that smells of fish and paint. I use it for both professions. It's on its last legs, but if we could get you down to the southern mouth of the Jordan, you might be able to use it to find a way across the border into the Sinai. I'd stock you with petrol and water. That thing'll drink more water than it will gasoline any day.”

“How big is this bus?”

“Not big. Holds about twenty passengers.”

“Four-wheel drive?”

“No, sorry.”

“An oil burner?”

“Not as much as water, but yes, I'm afraid so.”

“What's in the Sinai?”

“You don't know?”

“I know it's a desert.”

“Then you know all you need to know. You'll be jealous of the bus engine and its water needs.”

“What are you proposing?”

“I sell you the bus, fair and square. You get all the paperwork. If you get stopped, the tags are traced to me, but I sold the bus.”

“Keep talking—”

“You hide Dr. Ben-Judah under the seats in the back. If you can get him across the border and into the Sinai, that bus should get you as far as Al Arish, less than fifty kilometers west of the Gaza Strip and right on the Mediterranean.”

“And what, you'll meet us there with your wood boat and ferry us to America?”

Finally, Buck had elicited a resigned smile from Michael. “There is an airstrip there, and it's unlikely the Egyptians will care about a man wanted in Israel. If they even seem to care, they can be bought.”

One of the other guards appeared to have understood the name of the seaport city, and Buck guessed he was asking in Hebrew for Michael to explain his strategy. He spoke earnestly to Michael, and Michael turned to Buck.

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