Sin and Sacrifice
too much in a situation like this. The
Templars had extensive backing and resources. All the sisters had
known that for hundreds of years.
    During the crusades, the
Knights had been able to move between countries unfettered and
unhindered. Whatever mission they were on, they were allowed to go
about their business without question. She doubted much had changed
over the centuries. Their technology and ability to find what they
wanted had only improved exponentially with the advent of computers
and lightning fast communication.
    The girls had adjusted as
well as they were able to. Alexandra, to help give them some kind
of advantage, had become an expert in computers and could hack her
way into just about any database in the world. It was how they
changed names and identification and photos and backgrounds.
Without it, Evelyn knew their chances of successfully staying free
for any length of time were slim to none.
    A distinct beep interrupted her
inner monologue. Sitting up, she swung her legs over the side of
the bed and reached for the cell phone she'd left on the
nightstand. When the screen lit up, she saw the small text icon and
thumbed it so the message would open. It must be her
sisters.
    Finally. An answer and
contact.
    Enjoy your temporary
freedom. There won't be any escape the next time.
    Evelyn's eyes widened. She
checked the sender: Unknown.
    A dizzy spell struck when
she realized the Knights had somehow discovered her cell phone
number. It wasn't on any block lists, so they'd probably searched
some internet directory and eventually discovered which Evelyn
Grant was her.
    Lurching up off the bed,
she ran out into the corridor and down the stairs to the lowest
deck. Dark water stretched for miles in every direction. A curling,
salty breeze drifted across her skin while she glanced wildly
around for Rhett. She didn't see him and immediately wondered if
the Knights had somehow boarded the yacht between the time she'd
seen him and now. The paranoia ran thick and deep.
    “ Rhett!” Panic infused her voice. Every sense on alert,
she gripped the cell phone so hard that it left imprints on her
palms. Distantly, she was aware that even after knowing him only a
short time, it was Rhett she wanted close by. He had successfully
extracted her from two dangerous situations and it only exacerbated
the secure feeling she had in his presence.
    One after the other, Rhett
and Christian came running from different parts of the boat; Rhett,
gun drawn, hurtled down the stairs from the top deck and Christian
did the same but from along the side of the yacht.
    “ What is it?” Rhett asked,
voice tense. He walked right up to her, checking in every direction
for a threat.
    Christian flanked them,
darting looks around the water. Everywhere.
    “ They sent me a text. I
think they know where we are,” she said, flashing Rhett the front
of her phone.
    He paused and glanced at
it, then took it out of her hand. Manipulating buttons with his
thumb, he handed it back when he apparently didn't glean anymore
from it than she did. His posture relaxed, the gun tucked into the
shoulder holster.
    “ Is your phone
unlisted?”
    “ No.”
    “ Then that's how they
found your number,” he said. “I think if they knew where you were,
they'd act first and taunt later.”
    “ Doesn't look like there's
another boat in sight,” Christian added, sliding his gun into the
waistband of his pants in the back.
    “ Are you sure? Maybe
they're waiting in Cairo.” Evelyn wasn't convinced that the
Templars didn't know where they were.
    Christian, standing at her
side, shook his head and met her gaze. “I agree with Rhett. If they
knew where you were, they would have come after you instead of
warning you. If they're waiting in Cairo, we'll have to deal with
it when we get there.”
    “ Then why text me at all?”
she asked, annoyed that the Knights were able to set her on edge
like this.
    Rhett and Christian both
gave her the same look. Did she really
need to

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