After Maddock entered the temple, an uneasy silence hung over the group he had left behind. Bones tried to think of something to say to break the ominous quiet, but for the first time in his life—or at least, the first time he could recall—his wit deserted him. He literally had nothing to say. He turned to Aycayia, hoping that her enchanting beauty would work its magic on him and loosen his tongue a little, but her lovely face was creased with such concern that he looked away in embarrassment.
That was when he heard the droning of an approaching motor. The spell was broken.
As he began searching all around to pinpoint the source of the sound, his hand went to the Glock in his waistband, though he did not draw it. As weird as their surroundings were, there was no real reason for alarm. Th
