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Abu Simbel, Southern Egypt. 11.23pm
It was pitch black as the tiny plane banked towards the location of Abu Simbel, in the great red desert 230km south west of Aswan, the nearest city. Morgan looked out of the window into the night, wondering if she had just made a terrible mistake in bringing the team here. This was the only lead she had and if she didn’t find Natasha now, others could find the Ark first.
“The pilot says he’ll be able to land using instruments only,” Nejev, one of the ARKANE local team, said from his seat further forward. Morgan nodded. She had wanted to come alone but Marietti had insisted on a small group to accompany her, given Natasha’s tendency for violence. “But it looks pretty desolate out there,” Nejev continued. “How do you want to proceed on landing?”
“We
