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CHAPTER TWENTY THREE
CHAPTER TWENTY THREE December 14 1:05 a.m. Tehran Time (5:05 p.m. Eastern Standard Time on December 13) Zagros Mountains Ilam Province, Iran The night was bitterly cold. They had landed hours before, on a plateau beneath the slopes of a steep, snow-covered mountain. The ground was hard, and it took over an hour to bury their parachutes, taking turns breaking the frozen earth with the small fold-up shovel Ari had brought. At some point during the jump, Luke had come to think of the guy as Ari. Somehow, it sounded better to his ears than the Golem. If that’s who the man wanted to be, then okay. It was time to get started. Forty-eight hours? And they had already burned two of them. There really wasn’t any time to waste. Luke stared out into the darkness from the high plateau. The win
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