“Something like that. Most likely very subtle. Thanks again, Mr. Reilly. I hope it’s truly a very long time until we speak again.”
John Wallis disconnected the phone.
Sam replaced the satellite phone into its socket on the aircraft’s wall.
Tom shuffled in the two seats and opened his eyes. “Now what?”
Sam looked at Tom, his face hard and determined. “Now we go find the last temple of the Master Builders — and bring Billie back.”
Tom asked, “Any ideas where?”
Sam shook his head. “Not a clue. But I know someone at the Vatican who’s going to help us. Whether he wants to or not.”
The End