16
En route to Jordan. 8.14pm
The last of the sun disappeared beyond the Sinai horizon and Khal watched the shadows lengthen into chill night. With one hand on the wheel, he pulled his jacket on and then leaned over to pull Morgan’s coat further up so it covered her sleeping form.
They had rushed out of the monastery compound earlier, not stopping to speak to the Abbot for fear of further attacks. Morgan had said little as they grabbed their bags and headed out to the vehicle. Once they had set off, she had fallen asleep, the after effects of the fight surely exhausting her.
Khal glanced over at her sleeping form. She clearly had military training and could handle herself, but he wondered how far she would have gone if he hadn’t stopped her. There was clearly a current of rage under he
