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Morgan counted ten of them, far too many for her and Jake to take on. The distance and the gloom would obscure them for the moment, but they had to hurry. Adam Kadmon must have worked out the last code, or perhaps Sofia had told him of this place. Morgan thought of the stunning young woman, wondering what Kadmon wanted her for, whether she even knew her grandfather was dead by this man's hand. Her heart pounded. If Kadmon was here, she would have a chance to reach him soon.
Her hand curled around the grip of her gun.
She felt the whisper of Jake's breath on her neck, his hand over hers, staying her motion.
"There are too many of them. We need to find the code and get out of here. You take 140, I'll take seventy and I'll meet you by the Puerta de San Esteban."
He slipped away, walki
