Chapter 16Saudi ArabiaIt was cool but not cold, even though it was close to
ten o’clock at night. The stars were bright in the crisp air and the
crackle of the fire, the contentment in others’ voices, the muted sounds
of laughter, all added to my sense of well-being.
For the first time, as I sat there in the flickering
light, my mind turned to the effect our discovery might have on the wider
world. In most faiths, the story of the Flood was perceived as a tale
embroidered by time and interpretation.
Leah was talking with her father, yet again, about his
possible return to Britain. I noticed Bal’Ashtu glance occasionally in
their direction and at times, stare pointedly at Robert Linden. After a
while, Leah came over and sat beside me.
We had stopped in Tabuk for supplies but the
