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    “Dad! It gives me little comfort right now. It kills me that I was so late coming to the truth. I’ve already lost too many loved ones. I don’t want to lose you too.”
    His father chuckled, maddening Buck. “You’re not going to lose me, big boy. Nobody seems to want to even attack us out here. We feel a little neglected.”
    “Dad! Millions are dying. Don’t be glib about this.”
    “So, how’s that new wife of yours? Are we ever gonna get to meet her?”
    “I don’t know, Dad. I don’t know exactly where she is right now, and I don’t know whether you’ll ever get the chance to meet her.”
    “You ashamed of your own father?”
    “It’s not that at all, Dad. I need to make sure she’s all right, and we’re going to have to try to get out that way somehow. Find a good church there, Dad. Find somebody who can explain to you what’s going on.”
    “I can’t think of anybody more qualified than you, Cameron. And you’re just gonna have to let me ruminate on this myself.”

FOUR
    RAYFORD heard Carpathia’s people setting up for his broadcast. “Is there any way anyone will be able to tell we are airborne?” Carpathia asked.
    “None,” he was assured. Rayford wasn’t so sure, but certainly, unless Carpathia made some colossal error, no one would have a clue precisely where in the air he was.
    At the sound of a knock on the cockpit door, Rayford shut off the hidden button and turned expectantly. It was a Carpathia aide. “Do whatever you have to do to shut down all interference and patch us back through to Dallas. We go live on satellite in about three minutes, and the potentate should be able to be heard everywhere in the world.”
    Yippee, Rayford thought.
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    Buck was on the phone with Loretta when Verna Zee slipped behind the wheel. She slung her oversized bag onto the seat behind her, then had trouble fastening her seat belt, she was shaking so. Buck shut off the phone. “Verna, are you all right? I just talked with a woman from our church who has a room and private bath for you.”
    A mini traffic jam dissipated as Verna and Buck’s coworkers wended their way out of the small parking lot. Headlights provided the only illumination in the area.
    “Cameron, why are you doing this for me?”
    “Why not? You lent me your phone.”
    “But I’ve been so awful to you.”
    “And I’ve responded in kind. I’m sorry, Verna. This is the last time in the world we should care so much about getting our own way.”
    Verna started the car but sat with her face in her hands. “You want me to drive?”
    Buck asked. “No, just give me a minute.”
    Buck told her of his urgency to locate a vehicle and try to find Chloe.
    “Cameron! You must be frantic!”
    “Frankly, I am.”
    She unlatched her seat belt and reached for the door handle. “Take my car, Cameron.
    Do whatever you have to do.”
    “No,” Buck said. “I’ll let you lend me your car, but let’s get you settled first.”
    “You may not have a minute to spare.”
    “All I can do is trust God at this point,” Buck said.
    He pointed Verna in the right direction. She sped to the edge of Mt. Prospect and slid up to the curb in front of Loretta’s beautiful, rambling, old home. Verna did not allow Buck to even take the time to make introductions. She said, “We all know who each other is, so let’s let Cameron get going.”
    “I arranged for a car for you,” Loretta said. “It should be here in a few minutes.”
    “I’ll take Verna’s for now, but I sure appreciate it.”
    “Keep the phone as long as you need it,” Verna said, as Loretta welcomed her.
    Buck pushed the driver’s seat all the way back and adjusted the mirror. He punched in the number he’d been given for Nicolae Carpathia and tried to return that call. The phone was answered by an aide. “I’ll tell him you returned his call, Mr. Williams, but he’s conducting an international broadcast just now. You might want to tune it in.”
    Buck whipped