Soon by Jerry B. Jenkins

Author:Jerry B. Jenkins [Jenkins, Jerry B.]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Tags: General Fiction
ISBN: 9780842384070
Publisher: Tyndale
Published: 2003-01-01T00:00:00+00:00

Paul moseyed around the trading floor a few minutes, then moved one floor lower to an almost identical operation. Many traders were finishing conversations and transactions. He headed toward an exit but was overtaken by an unusual odor.

Peanut butter.

Paul followed the aroma to a tiny tree in a glass cubicle, where a thin, dark-haired woman he guessed to be about his own age was arranging her things and packing her purse. Paul fell into step with her and others as they headed for the jetvator.

At ground level Paul followed the woman into the crowded streets. But then she was gone, caught in the rush-hour swirl. He scanned the crowd frantically, shouldering his way deeper into the throng hoping to catch a glimpse of her, but to no avail. Just my luck—she’s probably day shift, heading home. She could be blocks away on the bullet train by now.

Someone plucked his sleeve. He tried to jerk away, but the tug was insistent. He turned and found the same street person he had given money to clutching at his coat, pointing past him with a filthy hand. There she is! “Thanks,” Paul said, darting after his quarry. How did he know?

Slowing, he pulled alongside her, apparently without engendering suspicion, but said nothing until they had passed the Stock Exchange. The old Georgian building with its marble columns now sported a mammoth mobile of the spinning planets. Behind it, a zodiacal chart loomed.

“Hey, excuse me,” he said. “You work in the district here?”

Without slowing, she gave him a New York look. “Maybe. Why?”

“I understand the blinking sign on the Exchange there, with the stock prices and all. But what’s the zodiac thing? Looks like it shows the relative positions of the planets every few seconds.”

She slowed. “That’s for superstitious investors. Gives them an instant read on their fortunes.”

“Kinda silly, isn’t it?”

“I think so.”

This is the moment of truth. Will she talk to me? “Name’s Paul,” he said, reaching for her hand with an ailanthus leaf in his.

She cautiously gripped his hand and her eyes grew wide. She peeked at the leaf and froze, then continued walking.

Paul hurried to catch up with her. “I’d like a minute,” he said.

“Across the street and left, there’s a deli.”

A few minutes later they sat across from each other in a booth. Paul introduced himself more formally.

“Call me Phyllis,” the woman said.

“I’ve just come from your office, where I was interviewing Arthur Demetrius.”

“I thought so.” She looked at him suspiciously.

What should I say? “Officially I am here as an NPO agent, investigating the possibility of a supernatural occurrence.”

She laughed. “And what would the NPO do if there had been a supernatural occurrence?”

“Probably the same thing they did in Washington, Gulfland, and San Francisco.”

She raised her eyebrows. “Why should I talk to you?”

He pulled out a handful of leaves from his pocket. “Because of these. I know what they signify: ‘Blessed are those who do His commandments, that they may have the right to the tree of life, and may enter through the gates into the city.

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