The Last Infidel by Spikes Donovan

Author:Spikes Donovan [Donovan, Spikes]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Tags: Christian Books & Bibles, Literature & Fiction, Science Fiction, Mystery; Thriller & Suspense, Thrillers & Suspense, Military, Teen & Young Adult, Religious & Inspirational Fiction, Science Fiction & Fantasy, Thrillers, Religion & Spirituality, Christian Fiction, Futuristic
Amazon: B01JTVV26Q
Publisher: UNKNOWN
Published: 2016-08-05T07:00:00+00:00

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Cody descended the secret staircase from the hardware store down into the dark tunnel. Marcus and the girl, whose name was Katrina, followed Cody. Jose brought up the rear. Cody flipped on his flashlight at the bottom of the steps and lit the way through the damp, musty, cobwebbed passage. Jose tucked the cigar box full of gold bars tightly under his arm, only to have it slide down again to his elbow. Cody had offered to carry it for him, but Jose’s desire to protect his share of the profits was best summed up by the old adage that possession was nine-tenths of the law.

Cody heard Tracy’s voice, smooth and articulate, coming down the tunnel. The light of an oil lamp, not very bright, flickering – or maybe someone had been walking past it at the moment – could not have been more than twenty feet ahead. He stopped his little posse and, with the flashlight in his face and his finger to his lips, he told everyone to remain quiet. He turned off the flashlight. When he reached the entrance to the realty building basement, he stopped.

Zafar, with his back facing Cody, was sitting at the small, wooden table. Tracy sat opposite him, listening now, as Zafar talked about troops coming out of the north – their numbers, their leaders, and their objectives. She remained attentive to Zafar, but her head moved, almost imperceptibly, and her eyes met Cody’s, calmly and without alarm. Cody wanted to look away, swing his head in the other direction. But he didn’t move.

“And our time is running out,” Zafar said. “ISA troops are already ahead of schedule. My people are getting scared, and they tell me it may be too late now to equip the Yazidi. But I don’t think so. We have only a little bit of time.”

Cody slipped quietly into the room and stepped up close to Zafar. He looked over his shoulder, carefully, holding his breath. He looked down and saw a hand-drawn map.

“But there is still time to hit them here and here,” Zafar continued, pointing at the map. “All we can do is slow them down and make them use some of their troops to guard the rear. That will give your people time to---”

“Time to what?” Cody said. “Get themselves all killed like they did at Nashville?”

Zafar, startled, jumped up from his seat. “Mr. Marshall, I didn’t expect to---”

Jose entered the room, corralling the kids in front of him.

“The Army of Tennessee is outclassed on every front, Zafar,” Cody snapped. “And I’m beginning to wonder if you’re really the turncoat you claim you are.” He looked at Tracy briefly and turned away. “It looks like you’ve got everyone fooled, Zafar.”

“I hardly know what you mean.” Zafar replied, with perfect calm.

“But you’re still not sure which side you want to be on,” Cody said, “because you’re not sure who’s going to win. You’re a profiteer, just like my friend Jose. Seems like your leaders aren’t so sure this fight is over yet.

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