Pyramid of the Gods (Nick Caine #3) by Rain J.R. & James Aiden

Author:Rain, J.R. & James, Aiden [Rain, J.R.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: J.R. Rain Press
Published: 2013-09-21T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter Ten

I awoke at daybreak with Marie still in my arms.

I was disappointed. Not at her, but the fact that I’d fallen asleep before I could roll the past four days through my head. I was no closer to a possible solution for our present circumstances than I was five hours earlier. And there were no dreams, either. No fatherly advice from the other side, as I had hoped.

That’s why I hate superstitions. Shit happens regardless of how we want it to play out. Gotta make your own way...so here comes the lemonade.

All that pitty-pot bullshit rarely stays with me for long, and that morning was no different. Maybe it was because there was nothing to drink or smoke, since Motumbo and his men had pillaged our tent the afternoon before, taking anything of value. Only my hat, college school ring, and of course, the loaded gun still strapped around my thigh escaped the thugs’ attention.

“Do you think they’ll kill Ishi today?”

Marie said this after kissing me good morning. But it seemed she suddenly remembered where we were, and hurriedly dressed. She started straightening things around the tent. I could almost taste her apprehension and need for order in an environment that had been stripped of it.

“That’s the plan, I reckon,” I said, sitting up. “I imagine we’ll be summoned out of here in a minute. How long has the light been on?” I pointed to the lantern by her pillow.

“Since my phone woke me at five.”

Surprised I didn’t recall hearing it go off, I felt more out of sorts. Out of synch again. Not a good thing.

“What time is it now?” I rushed to dress, reaching for my hat and shoes. I expected an interruption at any moment by a bandit or two bursting into the tent. “It seems a little dark out there.”

“Well...it’s because of the clouds,” she said, after pulling back the entrance flap to peer outside. “It’s going on six-thirty.”

“Clouds? What frigging clouds?!”

“Those clouds.”

She pointed skyward through a small crack near the top of the entrance. I stepped over and peered over her shoulder at the darkness above.

“What in the...?”

“I was just thinking the same thing,” she said, nodding with subdued smugness. It was a cheap victory. “How often do storm clouds, laden with moisture like these, make it out to the middle of a desert without dissipating?”

“Not often...if ever.”

So, maybe I was wrong about being left with nothing, after all. The wheels in this cunning head of mine began spinning.

“What?” Marie smiled while looking up at me, and I swear my heart began to melt. I hated what was happening—both in our world and to me personally. But it seemed fitting that I would die and lose everything when I finally found what I was missing all these years. And to think less than a week ago this damned woman worked my last nerve incessantly.

Love ain’t blind or fickle. It’s bipolar.

“I’ve got an idea,” I told her, and unzipped the flap—in direct defiance to Motumbo’s orders from last night.

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