It was late in the afternoon when we finally arrived in Egypt, and I pulled my jacket tighter as Kisten began to drive from the city. It was slightly colder next to the Nile, and I found my heart pounding as I kept my eyes peeled for anything familiar. It had been a struggle to find a new flight to Egypt at such short notice but, true to the Seraph’s word, the Overseer seemed to understand that something greater than they knew about was going on. She was able to easily convince the President to allow us clearance and her Retainer had a car waiting for us at the airport.
“Anything striking a chord?” Kisten asked as I leaned further out of the window, letting the cold wind blow against my face and hair. The Seraph had vanished again after seeing us back to the city in Ethiopia, saying they
