The Dead Sea Codex by Sarah Wisseman

Author:Sarah Wisseman
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Hard Shell Word Factory

Chapter Twenty

[Do not] expect, therefore [the] carnal resurrection, which is destruction ... [Testimony of Truth]

"GREG?"

"Hi, Lisa. How was your trip?” Greg pressed the speaker button on his cell phone so he could continue loading his dishwasher.

"I was followed! I was in the British Museum minding my own business and this guy pointed a gun at me...” Lisa's voice rose and Greg realized she was on the verge of hysteria.

"Whoa! Start at the beginning,” Greg said, putting a plate down on the counter. He could hear her ragged breathing.

"Sorry...” she said. “I had a good meeting with Gabriel Meyer, and then talked with the Greek curator about my loans. I was all set to leave the museum when I discovered I was being followed—by a young Arab who looked just like Abu Najaf."

"What!” Greg crouched over the phone. “Are you sure it was him?

"Pretty sure. I saw him with Salima a few days ago, when I was on the way to the Israel Museum for my third appointment with Arieh. She introduced us. I don't think I could have been mistaken. And I can't think of any reason for him to travel to London and follow me..."

"...Unless he's connected with one of the groups looking for the codex manuscripts,” finished Greg.

"Right. So who's he working for?"

"I don't know, but leave it to me. I'll find out. I have connections in Israeli Intelligence who can help us.” That was the truth, although certainly not the whole truth.

"Shall we meet at the library as planned? Then I can fill you in on my other meetings."

"Yes,” said Greg, looking at his watch. “In about an hour?"

"Okay."

Greg hung up and stared at his kitchen wall without seeing it. His mind churned as he considered the various possibilities, none of them pleasant. Lisa, Salima, and Ellen were all being drawn into the net along with the codex hunters. He didn't care much about Ellen, but his feelings for Lisa were another matter. A spasm of fear shook him as he thought about what Les Agents were capable of doing to obtain information.

Part of him wished Lisa Donahue had never come back to Israel. Her presence thrilled him but clouded his judgment. He couldn't be as effective in either job if he was worried about any woman's safety.

Greg shook his head like a wet dog, trying to cast off unwelcome emotions. Then he picked up the phone again and dialed Farid.

* * * *

THE LARGE GLASS dome sheltered scholars from around the world.

In the library of the Hebrew University, Lisa and Greg crouched over notebooks and journals.

Soft whispers from neighboring patrons, the rustle of papers turning, and the clicking of laptop keys were the only sounds.

"Lisa!” hissed Greg. He turned a journal towards her and marked the place with his forefinger.

It was a list of women mentioned in the New Testament as being close associates or followers of Jesus. She leaned over and read “Mary Magdalen (the Tower), Junia, Martha, Joanna..."

"How many female followers of Jesus are mentioned in the existing literature?” asked Lisa.

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