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Santiago de Compostela, Spain. May 20, 11.10am
The ARKANE plane landed outside the city of Santiago de Compostela at a private airport.
“I’m just going to radio in for backup from the Spanish team,” Jake said, reaching for the equipment. Morgan stopped him, placing her hand over his.
“There’s no need for anyone to come with us,” Morgan said smiling, persuasive. “Don’t you think we’ll attract more attention in a bigger group? Why don’t we just go in as pilgrims to touch the foot of St James and have a look around?”
Her voice was light in tone, but her posture said she was ready for an argument. Morgan was determined not to let Jake run this mission. It was her sister’s life at stake and she was still suspicious of what ARKANE wanted out of this. Their help was too readily given, too
