The Solomon Key by Hopkins Shawn

Author:Hopkins, Shawn [Hopkins, Shawn]
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
Published: 2012-01-09T16:00:00+00:00

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The empty streets of Columbus were roaring past them as the Mossad agent held the gas pedal against the floor through standing red lights. They were trying to get out of the city before the military came sweeping through the quiet streets, banging on doors, rounding people up, and establishing checkpoints. Scott wasn’t really looking forward to loudspeakers, barbed wire, vaccinations, and detention centers so he didn’t mind the ridiculous speed they were traveling. But though he was glad to be escaping Columbus, he still didn’t understand their situation. Were these Israelis secular Mossad agents or the trusted anti-Zionist Orthodox friends of Mr. Smith? Were they the ones who brought Smith the ring or the ones who took it from him? It would have been a nice piece of information to have before being pushed into the vehicle and sped out of town. Two of them were in the front seats, and the other was positioned in the back behind Scott and Mayhew.

Turning in his seat, Mayhew was going to ask the agent behind them a question when he suddenly stopped, catching a reflection off the back window.

Scott noticed, and he could feel Mayhew tense up beside him. Something was wrong.

The Suburban flew down a one way street and passed straight through another red light and into an intersection that actually contained some activity. A bread truck slammed on its breaks, the driver hammering the horn in disgust as the agent at the wheel simply pressed the gas pedal even harder, transforming the nearby buildings into blurred streaks. They were pushing 90mph.

Suddenly, out of the corner of his eye, Scott saw something so close that he barely had enough time to brace himself.

The impact was enormous, like they had been struck by a meteor falling for light years from another galaxy. Crunching metal, exploding glass, screeching tires, the world spinning...

No one had been wearing seatbelts, and they were whipped around inside the vehicle like rag dolls until another huge collision stopped all forward momentum in an instant. The Suburban rebounded up and backward a few feet, sending everyone flying forward.

Scott found himself lying on the floor halfway beneath the seat he’d just been sitting in. His head throbbed, and when he moved, glass spilled off him. Managing to pull himself up onto the seat, he looked around, his world not quite coming into focus yet but understanding what happened nonetheless.

The front of the Suburban was gone, pushed in and shoved up through the dashboard, a brick wall now where the driver had been sitting, the driver himself like a smashed insect against it. The agent in the passenger seat was at least still alive, though he was spraying blood everywhere. Mayhew was bent over the end of the bench seat, his head on the floor by the door.

“Mayhew,” he whispered, reaching for him. But before he could get a response, another black Suburban came to a screeching halt beside them, its front end smashed.

The doors swung open on the other

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