Time Raiders: the Whisper
“A fuzzy memory of Gunnar toppling to the floor of his bedchamber burst through Marisol’s mind, and she pushed to a sitting position, staring around at dark stone walls.
“Where the hell am I?”
“Machu Picchu.” A female voice cut through the silence. A voice she recognized immediately.
“Imac?”
“Yes.”
“What’s happening?”
“The shaman of Machu Picchu prepares for a great ceremony to honor the sun god.”
Marisol leaped to her feet, swayed and braced her hand against the stone wall. She prayed the shaman hadn’t already taken Gunnar. Her heart skipped several beats at the thought of losing the big Norseman to an insane ritual. “We have to get to Gunnar before he is sacrificed to Inti.”
“The great sun god will receive three sacrifices today.” She bowed her head, her shoulders slumping, highly uncharacteristic of the jaguar warrior.
“Three?” Marisol stared at the dark-haired, sultry woman. “Are we to be part of that sacrifice?”
“Yes.” Imac looked toward a solid wall, a tear sliding down her beaut...iful face.MoreLess
“Where the hell am I?”
“Machu Picchu.” A female voice cut through the silence. A voice she recognized immediately.
“Imac?”
“Yes.”
“What’s happening?”
“The shaman of Machu Picchu prepares for a great ceremony to honor the sun god.”
Marisol leaped to her feet, swayed and braced her hand against the stone wall. She prayed the shaman hadn’t already taken Gunnar. Her heart skipped several beats at the thought of losing the big Norseman to an insane ritual. “We have to get to Gunnar before he is sacrificed to Inti.”
“The great sun god will receive three sacrifices today.” She bowed her head, her shoulders slumping, highly uncharacteristic of the jaguar warrior.
“Three?” Marisol stared at the dark-haired, sultry woman. “Are we to be part of that sacrifice?”
“Yes.” Imac looked toward a solid wall, a tear sliding down her beaut...iful face.MoreLess
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