Chapter 43Lake LucerneSchendler was breakfasting on the terrace when his
mobile rang. Having attached a transponder to the lead vehicle of
Clements’ party, his people were in close attendance on their quarry.
“Make sure you find the site where the cache of
artefacts is stored!” he reminded his ‘project manager’.
Schendler snapped shut the telephone to close the
conversation. Franchetti would be pleased. Soon, he would be the owner of a
good number of the priceless Noahide artefacts. Schendler thought he might
retire on the profits.
