room.
“Thanks,” Gabe said with a half smile.
“What are we going to do?” Dina inquired.
“We have to go back for her,” Gabe quickly replied, wondering why nobody seemed to be listening to his suggestion.
Uri moved in close to Gabe, “I’m ready if you are.”
“Wait just a second, you two aren’t going anywhere,” Michael commanded.
“What?” Gabe questioned.
“It’s too soon. She hasn’t been missing long enough,” Michael argued.
Gabe and Uri looked at each other, then back to Michael. “You can’t be serious.” Uri added.
“I’m dead serious, and I’d say the same thing no matter who it was out there. You’re all trained how to handle situations like this one. For all we know, Sophie’s hiding out, waiting for the coast to clear,” Michael continued.
“And if she is captured?” Gabe pushed.
“I’m not saying we’ll wait forever, but we need to give her some time. She’s been doing this for a long time. We all know she knows what she’s doing. Uri said there was an alarm going off. They’re looking for you, it’s too hot. If you go back now you could not only be putting her in more danger, but risk your own lives. Then who will look after Rachel?” Michael asked, hoping the gravity of the situation sunk in.
“So how long until we can go after her,” Gabe demanded.
“I don’t know, for now we wait,” Michael replied calmly.
The last thing Gabe wanted to do was wait, but he knew Michael was right. If anyone could get herself out of this it would be Sophie.
“All right, it has been three hours. I think Gabe was right, we need to go look for her,” Uri said, pacing the room as if he were a caged animal.
“I still don’t think it’s been long enough,” Michael resisted.
Gabe looked at Rachel, who nodded slightly, as if giving her permission. “Well we do. Sophie wouldn’t leave one of us behind out there and we’re not going to leave her.”
“Haim, are you with us?” Uri asked looking over at his friend.
Avoiding eye contact with Michael, Haim stood to his feet, and grabbed hold of Uri’s hand, “Hell yeah, I’m in.”
“I wish you three would listen to me,” Michael made one last effort to talk some sense into the men.
“I’m sorry sir, we can’t just leave her out there,” Gabe replied.
“Leave who out there?” A voice came from the doorway. All heads turned and stared.
“Sophie?” Uri shouted.
“Yeah dumb ass, were you expecting someone else?” she joked, her face and body caked in dry mud.
“Oh my God, you look like shit,” Uri muttered.
“Really? That’s what you’ve got to say?” Sophie snarled. “You really are a dick.”
Gabe quickly moved forward, trying to shift the conversation to prevent Uri from getting smacked. “We thought they might have captured you, or worse.”
“Are you kidding me? Have I ever even come close to being captured— wait, don’t answer that.” Sophie then explained her delay, “I got out of there just fine, but that damn tracker caught a tracer on me and followed me through. I had to transport three times before I finally gave him the slip. It really wiped me out, so I covered myself in mud to mask my smell, and I slept.”
“What? We’ve been going out of our minds and you were taking a nap?” Uri cried.
“She did the right thing. Had she transported in her condition she would have jeopardized everyone here,” Michael congratulated.
“Thank you, sir,” Sophie smiled before pulling the book they had been seeking from her waistband. She walked up to Gabe and placed it in his hands, “Sorry it’s so filthy.”
Gabe didn’t think; he only reacted. He reached out and embraced Sophie. Pulling away he looked at her, his eyes moist, “I thought you were dead. I actually thought I left you to die.”
“I’m fine,” she said nodding. His concern some how brought a peace over her. Sophie looked to Rachel, a half smile on her face. “Now let’s see what this book has