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"What is it?" Jake asked, reaching his hand out to touch Morgan's arm.
"Safed," she whispered, her eyes wide. "The gematria number for where my father used to live in Israel is 106. The town of Safed is also the center of Jewish Kabbalah, one of the four holiest cities to Jews. It must be the right place."
Jake pushed back his chair. "We need to get going then. Kadmon will eventually find that code and he won't be far behind us."
Morgan sat motionless in the chair, her gaze fixed on a point in the distance, her mind whirling as she considered facing the city again. She still owned the tiny flat that her father had lived in at the time of his death.
His murder, she corrected herself, rage burning again within her.
She had left the flat in the care of the Rabbi who had officiated th
