Chapters (53)
- COVER PAGE
- PRAISE FOR TEDDEKKER’S NOVELS
- TITLE PAGE
- COPYRIGHT PAGE
- LETTER FROM THE PUBLISHER
- DEDICATION
- TABLE OF CONTENT
- PROLOGUE
- CHAPTER ONE
- CHAPTER TWO
- CHAPTER THREE
- CHAPTER FOUR
- CHAPTER FIVE
- CHAPTER SIX
- CHAPTER SEVEN
- CHAPTER EIGHT
- CHAPTER NINE
- CHAPTER TEN
- CHAPTER ELEVEN
- CHAPTER TWELVE
- CHAPTER THIRTEEN
- CHAPTER FOURTEEN
- CHAPTER FIFTEEN
- CHAPTER SIXTEEN
- CHAPTER SEVENTEEN
- CHAPTER EIGHTEEN
- CHAPTER NINETEEN
- CHAPTER TWENTY
- CHAPTER TWENTY-ONE
- CHAPTER TWENTY-TWO
- CHAPTER TWENTY-THREE
- CHAPTER TWENTY-FOUR
- CHAPTER TWENTY-FIVE
- CHAPTER TWENTY-SIX
- CHAPTER TWENTY-SEVEN
- CHAPTER TWENTY-EIGHT
- CHAPTER TWENTY-NINE
- CHAPTER THIRTY
- CHAPTER THIRTY-ONE
- CHAPTER THIRTY-TWO
- CHAPTER THIRTY-THREE
- CHAPTER THIRTY-FOUR
- CHAPTER THIRTY-FIVE
- CHAPTER THIRTY-SIX
- CHAPTER THIRTY-SEVEN
- CHAPTER THIRTY-EIGHT
- CHAPTER THIRTY-NINE
- CHAPTER FORTY
- CHAPTER FORTY-ONE
- CHAPTER FORTY-TWO
- CHAPTER FORTY-THREE
- CHAPTER FORTY-FOUR
- EPILOGUE
It took a moment for Ingersol and David to realize they had been dismissed. David left with words buzzing through his head. They weren’t Friberg’s words. They were the words spoken by Casius a day earlier and they were suggesting he go away for a while.
Far away.
CHAPTER FIFTEEN
CHAPTER FIFTEEN
“HELLO, MARISA. Sorry to wake you. I missed you last night and I woke early.”
“It’s okay. I just got up. Where are you?”
Sherry hesitated and shifted the receiver. “I had the . . . vision again last night—” Her voice broke and she cleared her throat.
The phone sat silent at her ear.
“I’m leaving for a few days. Maybe a week. Maybe longer, I don’t know.”
“Leaving? Where are you now?”
“Well, that’s just it. I’m at the airport. I’m going to Venezuela, Marisa.”
“You’re doing what?”
“I know. It sounds crazy. Like going back into the snake pit. But I had this talk with Helen, and . . . well, there’s a flight that leaves at eight. I have to be on it.”
“What about passports or visas? You can’t just hop on a plane and take off, can you? Who are you staying with?”
“My parents got me dual citizenship, so actually, yes—I can just hop on a plane. I’ll be there in twenty-four hours. It’s just a trip, Marisa. I’ll be back.”
The phone went silent again.
“Marisa?”
“I can’t believe you’re actually doing this! It’s so sudden.”
“I know. But I’m going. Something’s . . . going on, you know? I mean, I don’t know what, but I’ve got to go. For my own sanity, if nothing else. Anyway, I wanted you to know. So you don’t worry.”
“Don’t worry? Sure, okay. You’re going back into the jungle to look for a boyfriend who’s been dead for ten years, but hey—”
“This isn’t about Shannon. I know he’s dead. This is different. Anyway, I’ve gotta get to the gate.”
Marisa sighed. “Watch yourself then, okay? Really.”
“I will.” Sherry smiled. “Hey, I’ll be back before you know it. No big deal.”
“Sure you will.”
CHAPTER SIXTEEN
CHAPTER SIXTEEN
Sunday
“I DON’T know, but I don’t think it’s about the boy,” Helen said.
“It never was about the boy,” Bill replied. “Besides, I thought he was dead.”
“Yes. So they say. But it’s not about Tanya, either. Not really.”
“So you’ve said. Tanya is a Jonah, and it’s really about Nineveh.”
“I know, but I’m not sure it’s about Nineveh anymore either.”
“So now we don’t even know who the players are in this chess match of yours?”