Chase Baker And the Seventh Seal (A Chase Baker Thriller book 9)
“Magda steps in. No Hello. No Hope I’m not disturbing you. No smile. Her face is all business. She’s wearing a military green T-shirt, tan cargo pants, and black combat boots. Her long black hair is pulled back into a ponytail. She looks ready for action.She’s got a map of the city in her hand. While she’s spreading it out on the bed, Moshe and Itzhak enter the room and immediately press their backs against the far wall. “Don’t mind us,” Itzak says, planting a smile on his face which looks silly between those hanging curling locks and that oversized black Stetson. “Go about your business like we’re not here.”Just like my dream, the two of them are holding their tattered black, leather bound prayer books. I ignore the Hasidic brothers and concentrate instead on Magda. She’s using her index finger like a pointer. Taking a couple of steps towards her, I gaze over her shoulder. “The bookshop is located here, in the Old City, through the Damascus Gate. On Al–Wad Street, maybe one hundred fe...et before the Via Dolorosa.”“What are we waiting for?”MoreLess
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