touch the treasure.
“She’s got it,” said Reuben.
Magena’s heart sank as she realized that if there had been a way to stop the event, now was too late. “I hope the Sons of Destiny are prepared for what’s about to happen here,” she said with disdain. “Once the ball starts rolling, we’re going to be knee-deep in doo-doo. Are you ready for that, Reuben?”
“Stop it.” He looked at her, and his lips turned down into a frown. Magena couldn’t tell if he felt as helpless as she did. Or did he have that supernatural knowledge that most Jews had? Either way, she knew that her biggest battle was about to begin and she didn’t even know how to fight it.
She placed a hand gently on his shoulder and forced a smile. As she looked in his dark eyes, she realized that she needed to be comforted. She needed him to be her friend, not an enemy.
Magena had always stepped up to the plate before and had become the strong one. She recalled several times in her life where loved ones passed on or something happened that affected more than just her. She was always the one who comforted the rest of her family. Always.
She thought that she had stumbled into another situation where she had to be the strong one. She had come to terms that God would be the only one to give her strength. She had slight comfort in that fact, knowing that she needed support from His children as well. At least one of them.
She needed Daniel!
Even though she had grown close to him during their time of searching for the shroud and jewels, she knew that she had been the one in charge. Daniel often had trouble adjusting to the extreme situations they had gone through.
It would have been difficult for anyone to have adjusted to what they went through. She might not have been fair to him. She had adjusted every time, or so she thought.
Now Magena realized that she had assumed what she believed to be her rightful role—she was the strong one . Maybe she didn’t give Daniel a chance. Not enough of one, anyway.
“Are you alright?” Reuben asked as he studied Magena’s face.
“Not sure.” She had been lost in her thoughts. “Dealing with memories.”
“I don’t know what’s going on inside your head, but we really need to act. Now!”
Magena shook herself out of her thoughts and realized only a few seconds had elapsed. She had expected that the phony Jezebel and her Baal worshiping army to be gone. No such luck.
She narrowed her eyes and almost smiled. “The only way to do this is to just do it. I understand that!”
Reuben smiled. “I think so. On the count of three?”
“Three!” she exclaimed as she took off toward the treasure.
Apparently, Reuben did not expect the short count, but was still on her heels, nonetheless.
Everything seemed to go in slow motion, as most things had for Magena since the operation started.
She reached Yasmeen just as the phony queen’s hand was placed on the treasure. The other hand still gripped her minion’s hand.
Yasmeen, her crew, and the treasure all started to shimmer and become slightly blurry. Magena managed to get a hand on one of the antique jewelry boxes and held on for dear life. Reuben joined her, and it snapped loose. They both breathed a sigh of relief.
Then she saw something. Magena noticed the Shroud of Turin tube still lying back there, and realized it hadn’t been touched yet.
“Take this!” She quickly released the treasure box to Reuben and dashed to where she had seen the tube. Grabbing it frantically, she rushed back to Reuben and held it in front of her, while making contact with the treasure again with her free hand. Reuben still held on and an electricity filled the air. A thickness in the air disappeared. Reuben grasped the tube containing the shroud. He was smart enough to open the tube and pull out the shroud.
The virtual world faded.
She felt the sensation of Jezebel ’s fortune fade at the same time. It seemed like time was moving faster now, as they both
“She’s got it,” said Reuben.
Magena’s heart sank as she realized that if there had been a way to stop the event, now was too late. “I hope the Sons of Destiny are prepared for what’s about to happen here,” she said with disdain. “Once the ball starts rolling, we’re going to be knee-deep in doo-doo. Are you ready for that, Reuben?”
“Stop it.” He looked at her, and his lips turned down into a frown. Magena couldn’t tell if he felt as helpless as she did. Or did he have that supernatural knowledge that most Jews had? Either way, she knew that her biggest battle was about to begin and she didn’t even know how to fight it.
She placed a hand gently on his shoulder and forced a smile. As she looked in his dark eyes, she realized that she needed to be comforted. She needed him to be her friend, not an enemy.
Magena had always stepped up to the plate before and had become the strong one. She recalled several times in her life where loved ones passed on or something happened that affected more than just her. She was always the one who comforted the rest of her family. Always.
She thought that she had stumbled into another situation where she had to be the strong one. She had come to terms that God would be the only one to give her strength. She had slight comfort in that fact, knowing that she needed support from His children as well. At least one of them.
She needed Daniel!
Even though she had grown close to him during their time of searching for the shroud and jewels, she knew that she had been the one in charge. Daniel often had trouble adjusting to the extreme situations they had gone through.
It would have been difficult for anyone to have adjusted to what they went through. She might not have been fair to him. She had adjusted every time, or so she thought.
Now Magena realized that she had assumed what she believed to be her rightful role—she was the strong one . Maybe she didn’t give Daniel a chance. Not enough of one, anyway.
“Are you alright?” Reuben asked as he studied Magena’s face.
“Not sure.” She had been lost in her thoughts. “Dealing with memories.”
“I don’t know what’s going on inside your head, but we really need to act. Now!”
Magena shook herself out of her thoughts and realized only a few seconds had elapsed. She had expected that the phony Jezebel and her Baal worshiping army to be gone. No such luck.
She narrowed her eyes and almost smiled. “The only way to do this is to just do it. I understand that!”
Reuben smiled. “I think so. On the count of three?”
“Three!” she exclaimed as she took off toward the treasure.
Apparently, Reuben did not expect the short count, but was still on her heels, nonetheless.
Everything seemed to go in slow motion, as most things had for Magena since the operation started.
She reached Yasmeen just as the phony queen’s hand was placed on the treasure. The other hand still gripped her minion’s hand.
Yasmeen, her crew, and the treasure all started to shimmer and become slightly blurry. Magena managed to get a hand on one of the antique jewelry boxes and held on for dear life. Reuben joined her, and it snapped loose. They both breathed a sigh of relief.
Then she saw something. Magena noticed the Shroud of Turin tube still lying back there, and realized it hadn’t been touched yet.
“Take this!” She quickly released the treasure box to Reuben and dashed to where she had seen the tube. Grabbing it frantically, she rushed back to Reuben and held it in front of her, while making contact with the treasure again with her free hand. Reuben still held on and an electricity filled the air. A thickness in the air disappeared. Reuben grasped the tube containing the shroud. He was smart enough to open the tube and pull out the shroud.
The virtual world faded.
She felt the sensation of Jezebel ’s fortune fade at the same time. It seemed like time was moving faster now, as they both
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