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DARCY
While waiting for our flight to be called, I took the photographs from my portfolio and studied them. I still couldn’t believe what I was seeing. I’d followed Mackenzie into the desert, used high-speed film to photograph him in the darkness, and the effect had been even more startling than the photographs I’d taken in Israel. The Lord of the Geeks stood there in the desert, facing away from the camera, staring into the night…and there, at his side, two ghostly figures, sentinels, it seemed, guarding him.
“You’re becoming obsessed,” Charlie warned me. “What were you doing out there so late, anyway? Were you by any chance looking for trouble?”
“I was looking for answers,” I said.
“Right.” Charlie attempted to turn his attention back to his newspaper, but I wouldn’t let it go. I
