I sighed. “No idea. Ahmed?”
“I don’t think so,” Boone said as he took my cup and headed back to the kitchen to get me more coffee. “His surprise at the news seemed completely genuine, and given how emotional he got at the thought the codex might have been lost . . . he was bereft.”
“We can’t rule him out entirely,” Thala said, “but I agree with Boone. Something else is going on here.”
Boone handed me my second cup of coffee. “All right, everyone. Be ready in fifteen minutes. We’re going back to Ugarit.” He glanced over at me and smiled. “We’ll pick up breakfast on the way.”
Fifteen minutes later, I had taken one of the fastest showers of my life, dressed in the coolest outfit I had, grabbed long sleeves and a scarf to carry along, and was out the door and ready to load up. Boone was dr
