The Remnant: On The Brink of Armageddon by Tim Lahaye, Jerry B. Jenkins Read Free Book Online

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    Elena pressed a bulge over his eyebrow that smarted, but George would not recoil.
    If he couldn’t stand a little pain, how would he fight his way out of this? It seemed incongruous that she could find ice in that place, but she wrapped some in a cloth and held it against his swollen forehead.
    She did the same to a knot on the back of his head.
    Why couldn’t she have spared a cube or two for his drinking water? The food, whatever it was, lay heavy and troubling in his stomach, but he also felt a surge of energy from it.
    Part of him wanted to do some damage, to show these yokels what an American captive was capable of.
    Oh, he could do more than clam up.
    He had already broken one guard’s knee, if he had to guess.
    And all during her administering to his wounds, George had sat close enough to Elena to have blinded her with a twofingered shot to the eyes, broken her jaw with a punch to the chin, or crushed her to death by flipping the table onto her and dropping his whole body atop it.
    Little would have been gained, of course; as he would have been shot.
    He fantasized about ignoring her and charging Plato, disarming him, butting him.
    with the weapon, shooting Elena, and taking his chances with the two camped outside.
    That had better odds, but still not good ones.
    They were making him presentable and moving him.
    Why? Someone above them must have wanted to try eliciting information.
    And they wanted to be sure he was being treated right.
    George was apparently as close as they had come to anyone connected with the Judahites, and that was why he was still alive.
    He relished the idea of performing for GC brass.
    His silence would infuriate them.
    Better, from his perspective-the higher up you went, the less prepared they were for creative escape attempts.
    At some point these people would realize he was not going to help them.
    There would be no information volunteered or beat from him.
    Finally, at long last, he would be expendable.
    They would either use him as an object lesson, claiming he had ratted out the enemy, or they would execute him.
    Or both.
    George’s goal formed slowly in his mind.
    He wanted to stay alert, to be aware of every nuance.
    He wanted to know when the GC finally lost patience and realized he was a hopeless, lost cause.
    Because when they had finally had enough and his end had come, he wanted to be sure to take one or two with him into eternity.
    He knew from their marks they wouldn’t be going where he was.
    But they’d get to their destination sooner than they thought.
    George had to fight a smile as they led him to a Jeep.
    He was cuffed again, but not until after he had been fitted with a large pair of gloves.
    How thoughtful, he decided.
    Protect my tender wrists.
    wait to see how New Babylon spins Petra, Hannah said.
    How can anyone remain an unbeliever now? Who knows when Daddy and Abdullah will be able to leave? Chloe said.
    For all we know, Tsion will want to stay there, if they have the technology to let him continue cyberteaching around the world.
    I have to think the GC will kill anybody who leaves.
    Mac told Chloe and Hannah that squadron headquarters in Ptolemais was expecting him, but that he wanted to downplay everything.
    How so? Chloe said.
    Sounds like your way has been paved.
    Yeah, but if I go in there, buttons shining, it’s like I’m on display, tryin’ to impress.
    I could give off the smell of a rat without even trying.
    Plus, if that headquarters is anything like the rest of this place, I’m gonna look suspicious if I don’t start rippin’ on anybody who’s supposed to be in charge.
    Tell us about it, Hannah said.
    I hated working at the palace, but the organization and decorum made this place look sick.
    If I was really a senior commander, I’d be pushin’ paper to New Babylon for a week about this place.
    I had hoped to just rush in there, get what I needed, and get going.
    I wasn’t even going to ask ‘em for any support, ‘cause I