The Remnant [antikvár]

PROLOGUE From Desecration Had Rayford not been petrified, he might have enjoyed that Tsion looked the same in the Jordan sun as he did around the Strong Building. It was Abdullah and Rayford who looked like Middle Easterners in their robes. Tsion looked more like a rumpled professor. "Who is your pilot?" a GC guard asked. Tsion nodded to Abdullah, and they were led to a chopper. Once in the air, Rayford called Chloe [in Greece]. "Where are you.'" he said. "We're on the road, Dad, but something's not right. Mac had to hot-wire this vehicle." "Chang didn't tell the guy to leave the keys?" "Apparently not. And of course you know Mac. He's going to hop out and thumb a ride with some other GC while we drive merrily into town, trying to pass ourselves off as assignees from New Babylon to check on the Judah-ite raids."