Where Tomorrow Leads by DiAnn Mills

Author:DiAnn Mills
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: FICTION / Christian / Romance / General, FICTION / Christian / Romance / Suspense
Publisher: Tyndale House Publishers, Inc.
Published: 2020-06-08T16:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER 17

“Who ordered my wife’s abduction?” Paul grasped Muti’s jaw and stared into the man’s dark, beady eyes.

Muti shook his head. “I’m not talking. Go ahead and kill me.”

“Maybe I’ll attach a bomb to you and let you die a hero’s death.”

The man challenged him with a defiant glare.

Paul forced a laugh. “Ah, yes, you’d much prefer a delusion of paradise.”

“I should have killed you when I had the chance.”

“And now it’s my turn.” Paul wished he had the guts to use torture techniques. He’d been schooled well by his older brother in what gave the best results. But he hadn’t been able to inflict any of those methods then, and neither could he do so now.

When he died with Christ, the old passed away. Now, in this tent with Muti—a man whose hands were stained with the blood of the innocent, a man who sat in his own filth and shouted murder to the infidel—Paul recalled a phrase of Scripture.

I was no better than Muti, and God called me to be His own. Father, must this all be so hard? Do I kill him so he will not kill my family?

“You are weak.” Muti chuckled. “You refused to kill me before, and you can’t now.”

Paul shook his head and turned toward the opening of the tent, not wanting Muti to see how he trembled—not in cowardice but in fear of not obeying God. He whirled back around. “You have no idea what real strength is.”

“I see what it isn’t.”

“Your life is not in my hands, but those of the soldiers who hold you here. I will leave this camp today, whether you tell me what I want to know or not. Once I’m gone, how long will these men keep you alive?” He leaned in to the foul-smelling man. “You want to make a deal? Tell me who ordered the abduction of my wife. Nizam? One of my other brothers? My father?”

Muti’s stoic face and cold eyes were his only reply.

“You’re making a serious mistake,” Paul said. “I will leave within the hour. If you value your life and change your mind, let me know.” He stepped out into the drizzly afternoon and drank in the fresh air, glad to be unencumbered by a man who’d rather die than give up his beliefs in a false god.

Commander Okuk approached him, and Paul pushed aside Muti’s repulsiveness from his mind.

“There’s been a terrible accident.” Commander Okuk’s expression hardened. “Colonel Alier just informed me John Garang has been killed in a helicopter explosion.”

Paul’s pulse raced. “Are you sure?” Could Ben have obtained false information? Not John Garang, Lord. He wanted to make so many changes. He welcomed Christians.

“The colonel said the information came from a reliable source. Six other Sudanese and seven Ugandans were also killed in the crash.”

Paul’s stomach churned. How would the Sudanese community respond to this tragedy? “I don’t want to believe it.”

“Neither do I.”

From inside the tent, Muti laughed. “Allah be praised.”

Okuk pulled out his 9mm.

“No, Okuk. I’m not done with him yet.

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