Transgression by R. S. Ingermanson

Author:R. S. Ingermanson [Ingermanson, R. S.]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Tags: Christian, Literature & Fiction, Mystery & Suspense, Science Fiction, Science Fiction & Fantasy, Time Travel, Religion & Spirituality, Christian Fiction
Amazon: B00K8N8NV2
Publisher: DitDat, Inc.
Published: 2014-05-08T12:00:00+00:00

Chapter 22

Damien

DAMIEN SAT SWEATING IN THE shade of the Temple Mount and adjusted his compact binoculars. The mouth of the cave came into focus. There! Rivka and Hana appeared from the south. From the opposite direction came Ari and someone else—a man with a thick beard and one of those bizarre contraptions that the Orthodox wore on their foreheads when they prayed.

Damien checked his watch. 11:55 A.M. They were just a hair early.

The foursome met outside the cave. Rivka hugged Hana. Ari’s friend kissed him on both cheeks and then on the neck. Ari kissed him back.

Damien almost gagged. He hadn’t realized until now that Ari was one of...those. A queer. Wherever they went, those kind always found each other pretty quick.

Ari and Rivka and Hana went inside the cave. The other one, Ari’s boyfriend, stood stiffly outside, his head turning this way and that, as if looking for someone.

Me. Damien smiled. He’s on the lookout for me.

Damien checked the time again. 12:01. When he looked again at the cave, Rivka had come outside. She spoke briefly to the queer. Damien couldn’t read her lips. He was going to have to learn the language eventually, but that would have to wait until he had accomplished his mission.

Minutes ticked by, and Rivka was obviously getting agitated. She paced back and forth. The queer stood motionless, except for his head, which slowly swiveled back and forth, his eyes scanning the area. He looked just like one of those CIA spooks who used to come to international physics conferences in the bad old days before the Cold War went kaput.

Rivka kept looking at her watch and talking to the queer.

Then Hana came running out, her face flushed with excitement. She shouted something at Rivka and pointed inside.

Rivka gave one last look around, then shouted one word. Damien! Even through a jiggly pair of binoculars, he could lip-read his own name.

Rivka turned and scurried into the cave. Hana followed her in. A minute later, she came back outside. Alone. Crying.

The queer turned and asked her something.

She nodded and buried her face in her hands. The queer moved to comfort her, but she pulled away and stepped back into the cave. He made no move to follow her.

Damien put his binoculars back in their case, pocketed them, and stood up. He had seen enough. Ari and Rivka were gone.

Very good. He was alone again.

Somewhere, less than a mile away, was Paul of Tarsus. With luck, he would have a bullet in his head by sundown tomorrow.

And if that failed, Damien would have a second chance the day after. Rivka wouldn’t be there to help him find the Chamber of Hewn Stone, but he had figured out a solution anyway. Like a lot of things, the answer turned out to be obvious when you changed the question.

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