The Rapture Dialogues: Dark Dimension (The Second Coming Chronicles Book 1) by Terry James

Author:Terry James [James, Terry]
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9781641192675
Publisher: CKN Christian Publishing
Published: 2018-07-31T22:00:00+00:00

Chapter 13

Randall Prouse drove the Jeep he had talked Akmid into loaning. He swerved to avoid potholes that dotted the narrow roadway leading from east Jerusalem, up toward Moriah and the foot of Mount Olivet.

Christopher held on with all his strength to the top of the Jeep’s door, each lurch making him feel as if his skeletal frame would come apart. Susie sat in the rear right seat, fighting, like her husband, to maintain an upright position during the ordeal.

“Sorry,” Prouse yelled to be heard above the Jeep’s straining engine sounds. He downshifted, then upshifted, while he maneuvered the vehicle over streets built upon 30 layers of previous generations.

“These things don’t usually have any springs left,” the archaeologist said, again grinding the gears so the engine would be able to pull the grade ahead.

Poor Susie, Christopher thought, looking around to see her struggle against the violent shaking. Always, he thought, she managed to look serene…to remain calm.

He had begged her to stay behind at the hotel. “No,” she had told him in a gentle, not rebellious way. “The Lord wants my prayers, too,” she had said.

It was her choice, but it was hard on her. Christopher understood why Ruth Prouse as often as not in recent times stayed behind when his friend Randy came to Jerusalem for one archaeological venture or another. As a matter of fact, the minister thought, while Prouse continued to herd the World War II vintage Jeep toward the Mount of Olives, Dr. Randall Prouse’s times spent in the Holy Land were known to be adventures, as much as mere ventures.

The weather had cooled significantly in the last ten minutes since they left the point where Akmid had turned the Jeep over to Prouse. Clouds above the Mount of Olives ahead seemed to be coalescing into a developing storm.

“Uh oh!”

Prouse’s exclamation made Christopher scan the roadway and sides of the road ahead. His eyes fell upon a band of six men wearing traditional Arab clothing, all with burnoose headdresses and beards.

Each had an automatic weapon, with ammo belts strapped across their shoulders in bandoleer fashion.

“Better start those prayers, now,” Prouse said, eyeing the six men, who stepped into the Jeep’s path. They all held the weapons in a posture that threatened.

When the archaeologist brought the Jeep to a stop in the middle of the narrow road, the apparent leader of the Arabs stepped forward. Christopher and Susie took their friend’s advice, and silently prayed.

The man with the weapon shouted something in Arabic but kept the automatic rifle in the order arms position.

Prouse said something back to them, and the leader turned to jabber something to the other men.

“They want to know where we’re headed,” the archaeologist said, turning only his head so both Christopher and his wife could hear him. “I said that we are looking for a holy man we’ve heard of, where the woman might be cured with his miracle healing.”

The leader of the armed band turned again and spoke in a suspicious tone to Prouse, who responded again in Arabic.

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