The Spear of Tyranny by Grant R. Jeffrey

Author:Grant R. Jeffrey
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: ebook, book
Publisher: Thomas Nelson
Published: 2010-06-16T04:00:00+00:00

SIXTEEN

29 months later

PEERING OUT THE WINDOW OF THE JET, ISAAC DECIDED that from 35,000 feet aloft, Europe looked more like a computer simulation than an actual landmass. He pulled the shade on the window and closed his eyes, feeling his attention drift away on a tide of weariness. In the nearly two and a half years since the Temple dedication, he had spent more time in the air than on the ground. He had traveled throughout Europe, Africa, and the United States, all the while seeking to portray Adrian Romulus as the great peacemaker who wanted only the best for the world and its people. As the world suffered under the blistering sun and relentless drought, Isaac urged starving people to be patient and wait for the rains that would surely come. Sometimes they believed him. Sometimes they did not.

He closed his eyes. He needed time to relax, to clear his mind, and to redirect his energies. Trouble was, every time he consciously turned his thoughts from Romulus, he tended to think of Sarah, whom he hadn’t seen in over two years. They had not parted on good terms when he last saw her in Jerusalem, and in a series of curt phone calls they had decided upon a trial separation. He would live at the B&B in Paris; she would keep the house in Jerusalem. He waited now for word that she wanted to divorce him.

At the end of each day, he was a little surprised to discover that she hadn’t.

“Major Ben-David.” Opening his eyes with an effort, Isaac looked up to see Elijah Reis standing in the aisle. “Adrian would like to see you.”

“Now?”

Reis’s eyes flashed a warning as the stupid question slipped from Isaac’s lips. “Now,” Reis said.

Isaac gathered his remaining strength and stood, then pulled his coat from the overhead bin and slipped it on. Reis was already moving toward Romulus’s private office at the back of the jet.

Reis paused outside the door and gestured toward it. “Go on in. Adrian is meditating, but he specifically asked to see you.”

Isaac came to an abrupt halt in the aisle, his heart jumping in his chest. Romulus rarely met with him alone. He lifted a brow, telegraphing a silent question to Reis, who only smiled and jerked his thumb toward the door. “Go on in.”

Isaac reached out and felt the cool metal handle under his palm. Clearing his throat to announce his arrival, he opened the door and stepped into the private cabin.

The office was surprisingly luxurious—compact, but with every comfort a traveling executive could wish. A desk occupied the flat back wall, while a long couch sprinkled with pillows filled the curving wall along the side of the plane. Another small door stood at the very back of the cabin, undoubtedly leading to a private rest room, and a pair of tufted leather chairs and an oak table occupied the center space.

Romulus sat in one of the chairs, his posture relaxed, his eyes closed. His arms rested upon leather armrests while his palms faced the ceiling and his fingers curled naturally upward.

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