CHAPTER FOURTEEN
Dierdre cried out as she fell, plummeting down into the blackness, somewhere beneath the streets of Ur. She held tight to Marco’s hand as they both descended, expecting the fall to kill her. She could not think of a more awful way to die.
Finally, she landed with a splash in a pool of water, up to her waist, immersed in freezing water. Marco landed with a splash beside her, and Dierdre, breathing hard, wiped water from her eyes and gasped for air, marveling that she was alive. Heart slamming, she looked around and saw that they had, at least, sealed themselves in underground, had spared themselves from a certain death above. Yet where were they?
She looked around in the dim light, getting her bearings, while Marco took her arm and helped her up. These tunnels were lit o
