Taposiris Magna, Egypt
Day Four
Sam and Stryker hadn’t gone far down the eight-lane highway when she said, “I’m glad we at least have a plan now.”
“Me too. Good work charming those archeologists.”
“Thanks. Seems like a big haystack, though.”
“It does, but nice to know one of the possible needles is an old journal.”
“Are we taking bets that the journal contains the location of the cult?”
“No. We’ll continue to follow all leads.” Stryker glanced in the rearview. “Company. Coming up fast.”
Life surged through her as she reached for her service weapon. These living-on-the-edge moments were why she loved her job. Time for the ultimate roll of the dice.
She unbuckled her seat belt and moved fast, turning in her seat. A silver SUV was gaining on them. “Shall I notify Rey?”
“Yes, but h
