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thing we know for sure" my teacher is right" that the two witnesses at the
if is
Wall will not be harmed, regardless of what Nicolae engineers tomorrow.
 If they're there, Tsion said, smiling.
 Oh, they'll be there, Buck said.
 What makes you say that?
 Because Nicolae warned them not to appear in public under penalty of death.
What would be more public than where they have stood for more than two years?
 You have a point, Tsion said, patting Buck on the shoulder.  You must have a
good teacher.
Rayford was on the phone to Dr. Floyd Charles at the safe house as Ken piloted
the
Gulfstream over the Atlantic.  I'm tempted to slip her a Mickey,
medical-school style, Floyd said.
 I haven't heard that expression in ages, Rayford said.  How does that work?
 Just like doping somebody's drink, Floyd said,  only we tell 'em it's an
innocuous
IV. I could put her out for twenty-four hours, but then her immune system
would be all screwed up.
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 You're not really considering it?
 Nah. She's driving me batty though. I had to physically restrain her to keep
her from doing laps up and down the stairs.
 The stairs!
 That's what I said. I'm glad she's feeling stronger, and ironically this
murderous rage she feels toward Carpathia seems to be speeding her recovery.
But I can't have her expending the exertion necessary to climb stairs while
she's this weak. Honestly,
Ray, it's like trying to corral a toddler. I look up, and there she goes
again.
 How about downstairs?
 Downstairs what?
 Could she just walk downstairs?
 Ray, I've been through medical school, and I don't know how a person goes
downstairs without going up too.
 You could carry her up and let her walk down. Maybe it would tire her out
without overexerting her.
There was a pause long enough for Rayford to have to ask if Floyd was still
there.
 I'm here, he said.  I'm just thinking what a good idea that is.
 Left you speechless, did it? Every once in a while even pilots come up with
something useful.
 Problem is, Ray, I look for reasons to touch her, to hold her, to comfort
her. Now you're telling me to pick her up and carry her, and you want me to
rethink my feelings for her?
 Get a grip, Doc. You're no teenager anymore. I hoped your obsession with her
wasn't purely physical, but I should have known. You hardly know her, and what
you know drives you batty by your own admission. Just behave yourself until we
can get back and help you keep your senses.
 Yeah, yeah.
 I mean it now.
 I know. I hear you.
 And, Doc, remember that our absolute, number one, top priority with her is
her soul.
 Yeah.
 I didn't hear any enthusiasm there, Floyd.
 No, I got it.
 If you care a whit about her beyond your adolescent need to have her in your
arms, you'll want above all else to make her part of the family.
 Buck, we've got a problem, Chloe said, pulling him into an empty room.  I
just casually walked through our route to the helipad so there'd be no
surprises, and that key is gone.
 What?
 The key Rosenzweig had on a nail on the frame next to the access door. It's
gone.
 Does he suspect we're up to something?
 How could he? I was as casual and subtle as I could be. He brought it up. I
only asked him about the history of the house.
 Did that door look as solid to you from inside as it felt to me from the
outside?
 It's like a brick wall, Buck. If we had to break through it or knock it down,
we'd wake the dead, not to mention the guard staff and Chaim himself.
 We've got to find the key or get him to tell us what he did with it.
 You think Jacov would know anything about it?
Buck shrugged.  If I asked him, he'd sure know something was going on. I can't
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get between them.
 But he's a brother, Buck.
 Brand new. I'm not saying he'd betray us on purpose.
 You heard about his wife?
 That she's going along tonight, yes. How does she feel about his faith?
 So you haven't heard.
 No.
 Chaim said Jacov claims his wife is now a believer too. Chaim thought it was
humorous and asked me to use my Jesus vision tonight to see if she had the
secret mark too.
Buck shook his head.  Talk about a soul harvest. I'm praying for Rosenzweig
himself.
Jacov's wife, Hannelore, proved to be a German-born Jew, sandy haired and
small with shy, azure eyes. She joined Jacov, Stefan, Buck, Chloe, Tsion, and
Chaim in the driveway, and the guard staff opened the doors of the Mercedes
for them. Chloe embraced her tightly, and though she was a stranger, reached
up to brush
Hannelore's hair from off her forehead.
Buck hugged her too, whispering,  Welcome to the family.
 My wife, she does not understand English too good, Jacov said.
 Well, how about it? Chaim said, his eyes bright.  Does she have the" and

here he lowered his voice an octave and growled"
 secret mark?
 As a matter of fact, she does, Dr. Rosenzweig, Chloe said, clearly not
amused at his teasing.
 Oh, good then! he exulted, moving to the front passenger seat.  You're all
one big happy family then, aren't you? And how about you, Stefan? Have you
joined the ranks of the tribulation saints?
 Maybe tonight! Stefan said.  Almost last night!
 My, my, Chaim said.  I shall be left in the minority, shan't I?
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