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Serabit el Khadem, Sinai, Egypt. 3.48pm
Morgan’s phone buzzed. It was a text message from ARKANE Director Marietti.
“Violence has already begun to escalate in Israel,” she said to Khal as she scanned the news from Al-Jazeera. Her frown deepened as she realized the location of the clashes, the most symbolic site in the Holy City, and she could see just how close the city was to all-out conflict.
Despite the long drive from Cairo, Morgan was feeling alert as they drove further into the wilderness of the Sinai desert.
After the shootout at the Museum, Julius had taken responsibility for sorting out the mess and encouraged Khal to join Morgan. They were now following the trail east into the Sinai, even as they knew Natasha would be heading south into Ethiopia. ARKANE couldn’t bring in
