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the narrowed eyes. She almost looked afraid, though the thought was ridiculous. How could two archaeologists possibly scare a trained assassin? Unless something else had scared her. Anna reached down with her left hand, found Morden's hand beneath hers. She squeezed it. He had to trust her. She'd distrusted him in a critical moment, and he'd been shot. If only she'd trusted him, Donne would probably be dead now. His hand opened, and she reached into his smooth palm and scooped out the gun. She brought it up in front of her, keeping it aimed at Donne.

"Okay, now put your gun away."

"This isn't what I had in mind."

"You don't think I'm going to shoot you."

"You seem to have your loyalties reversed. He's the one who destroyed your probe. Do you want to see its pitiful remains? It's on the other side of the outcropping" Anna felt time slipping away.

Morden was injured. They only had a few short hours to find the rest of Chang's party. She couldn't even tell in the dark whether they were trapped or not. And in the darkness the watchers were watching.

"This is what we're going to do. At the count of three

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