Glorious Appearing
Left Behind #12
Chapter One
Mac McCullum scanned the Petra perimeter with high-powered
field glasses. Rayford should have reached him
by now.
Mac's watch showed 1300 hours-one in the afternoon,
Carpathia Time. It had to be more than a hundred
degrees Fahrenheit. Sweat ran down his neck from the
grayish red hair peeking out from under his cap, soaking
his shirt. Mac detected not even a wisp of wind and
wondered what his freckled, leathery face would look
like in a few days.
Without taking his eyes from the lenses, Mac unholstered
his phone and punched in the connection to
Chang Wong in the computer center. "Where's Ray?"
"I was about to ask you," Chang said. "He left here
forty-five minutes ago, and no one else has seen him
either."
"What do we hear from Buck?"
Mac noticed the hesitation. "Nothing new."
"Since when?"
"Uh, Rayford heard from him late this morning."
"And?"
Another beat. "Nothing to speak of."
"What're you sayin', Chang?"
"Nothing."
"I gathered. What's wrong?"
"Nothing that wo ... read full excerpt from: Glorious Appearing: Left Behind #12 ebook
