ZONDERVAN Mark of Evil Copyright © 2014 by Tim LaHaye This ...

Mark of Evilhe didn’t really do a lick of work on that rescue mission. It had allbeen God and Josh Jordan as far as he was concerned. Oh yes, andthe pretty, dark-eyed Rivka. She had been in on it too, big-time. Howcould he forget her?“The minute I noticed your new location on the encryptedRemnant GPS,” Louder continued, “I wondered what happened tothat cheap hotel room where you were living before—the one on thewestern end of the city.”“High-crime area,” Ethan said with a wink. “Bad neighborhood.”Louder chuckled. “Since when are you afraid of a little violenceand mayhem?”“Actually,” Ethan explained, “some agents from the GlobalAlliance’s security police showed up one day and started asking thelandlord about me. I had to split in a hurry. So I found a room here inthe Plaka district. It turns out this landlady’s one of us. So what’s newwith you?”Louder quickly surveyed the rooftop. They were still alone. “Twothings. First, on a personal note”—he broke into a grin—“I ran intoRivka a few days ago at a safe house in Jerusalem. She was travelingthrough on her way back to Hong Kong. She said to say hi.”Ethan’s face brightened slightly. “Oh? Did she say anything else?”“Only that she would really like to see you soon.”Ethan shrugged. “Well, she knows the encrypted undergroundnumber. She can locate me that way anytime she likes. In fact, shecould have done that a year ago.”Louder snickered. “Do I sense that you’ve got some feelings onthat subject?”Ethan waved the comment off. “What’s the second thing?”Louder sobered. “Speaking of the Global Alliance, I think I wastailed today. Two rough-looking guys.”That was something Ethan didn’t want to hear. He could feel hisjaw tensing. “Did you lose them?”5