The Forbidden Temple: A Sean Wyatt Archaeological Thriller (Sean Wyatt Adventure Book 16) by Ernest Dempsey

The Forbidden Temple: A Sean Wyatt Archaeological Thriller (Sean Wyatt Adventure Book 16) by Ernest Dempsey

Author:Ernest Dempsey [Dempsey, Ernest]
Language: eng
Format: azw3, epub
Publisher: 138 Publishing
Published: 2018-12-13T16:00:00+00:00


27

Los Angeles

Brock looked at a map of the world laid out flat against the wall with red and blue pushpins dotting the surface.

“Other than a map,” he said, “what am I looking at?”

Elma crossed her arms and allowed her partner to explain.

“This is a map of the locations where there are geostatic pools of energy,” Adam said. “You see the blue pins?”

Brock nodded. Would have been hard not to.

“That’s where you can find them. Based on our analysis, if you take the trident to one of those places, we believe it will charge itself.”

“You believe?” Brock sounded irritated. His tone crescendoed like a rising storm in the distance. “You believe? You come up here and offer me a solution to the problem of charging the weapon, and then you tell me all you have is what you believe?”

“Sir, if you’ll only listen—”

“I don’t want your theories, Adam. I want results. I need this weapon to be fully operational in the next forty-eight hours, or I am going to put a bullet in your head. Do you understand?”

Adam’s face drained pale. “Yes, but sir—”

“I have paid you well, haven’t I? Treated you well up to this point? Yes?”

“Yes.”

“Then give me results.”

Elma stepped in to interrupt. “There is a place not far from here, Brock, where we can test the theory.”

Brock raised both eyebrows. “Really?” Now that was interesting. “Where?”

She moved over to the map and pointed at a blue dot. The pin was placed in San Bernardino, smack dab in the middle of the Mojave Desert. The location was a wasteland.

Brock had driven through it once on the way to Barstow. He recalled seeing no homes or towns, no place to stop for gas save for a couple of rundown old places that had closed long ago. At the time, he’d thought of how much it would suck to be stuck out there with a flat tire or engine trouble.

Now, however, the desert seemed to offer him a lifeline, a touch of hope that his plan could come to fruition. He stepped closer to the map and eyed the location.

“That’s about ninety minutes from here, yeah?”

Elma nodded. “Something like that. We could load up the truck and take the trident out there to test it.”

Brock was starting to like this idea. It could waste a day, but that didn’t matter. He didn’t have anything on his plate. He would have wasted it doing any number of unimportant things. This, however, was the driving motivation of his life at the moment. It had been for years. The long buildup potentially had an end in sight. If his two scientists were correct, they might have finally found what he needed.

“I assume you recognize the red pushpins.” Elma’s statement cut into his thoughts and brought him back to the present.

He stared at them for a moment and then grinned. “Yes. The targets.”

There were a dozen on the map, and several were clustered in Asia, targeting Hong Kong, Bangkok, and a few other larger cities. Some of the targets were in India.



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