Alexandria, Egypt
Day Five
As Rey and Jane walked up the ancient stone stairs of the catacombs, his knee ached from the prior night’s swim. It didn’t take much play-acting to stick with his disguise by limping up the staircase. The air smelled faintly of the sea.
In the light of the cool afternoon, the ruins held few people. With surprise, he noted Terrance Richmond’s short frame and salt-and-pepper hair. The man was bent over next to a headless sphinx.
He nudged Jane. “Hey. That’s the archeologist from Taposiris Magna.”
“You’re right.”
“Think he followed us here?” But as he spoke the words, he considered their disguises. How would Richmond know it was them? Rey reconsidered. If the man was an operative, he wouldn’t be fooled.
“Let’s go find out.”
Before he could stop her, Jane mar
