CHAPTER TWENTY FOUR
That evening, as the Chosen One drove into downtown Atlanta from his motel on the outskirts of the city, he felt something he hadn’t felt since that horrible summer in Bible Camp.
Joy.
He had gone to the High Museum during visiting hours to case out the layout like he had the previous day. Since he had seen that other man get arrested, the Chosen One knew he had to be on his guard. He had watched as two men who looked like plainclothes policemen had come out of the museum with the intruder.
Out of the museum. They had been lying in wait.
And most likely they would be lying in wait again tonight.
Because Professor Remi Laurent was still with them. She had figured out the pyxis contained something of importance, although even she probably did not know it contained t
