"Wow, what?" Nick said.
"The inscription says, 'David. Son of Jesse.' It's King David. "
"The King David? The guy who took out Goliath?" Lamont said.
"Remember what Solomon wrote on the scroll? It said that his 'father kept sentry over the wealth.' It's his father inside the box."
"Hell of a way to end up for someone like David," Lamont said.
"We all end up like that," Ronnie said, "sooner or later."
"Man, you're a real bundle of sunshine, aren't you? That box gives me the creeps. Probably full of scorpions keeping him company."
"We should get out of here," Selena said.
"Right. Time to go home," Nick said.
"Perhaps not," an unfamiliar voice said from above.
Someone pulled the rope up through the opening.
CHAPTER 40
"What the hell?" Lamont said.
"That is where you will soon find yourself," the voice said.
A man leaned over the edge of the opening. The muzzles of several rifles pointed down at them.
"I am Dalir. You've given me a lot of trouble over the last week."
"Let me guess," Nick said. "You're the one who's been trying to stop us."
"To tell you the truth, I'm glad I didn't succeed," Dalir said. "I don't think we would have found this, if you hadn't led us to it. For that, I thank you."
"You the asshole that went after us in Ein Gedi?" Lamont asked.
"Insults are not going to help your situation," Dalir said. "But if you really want to know, yes, I sent those men. They were good men."
"Not good enough."
"You have been lucky, but all luck comes to an end, sooner or later. For you, it's sooner."
Dalir held up his hand and wagged his finger back and forth at Nick.
"I can see you're thinking of going for that pistol. I wouldn't advise it. You move, you die. Have I made myself clear?"
"What are you going to do?"
"Well, that's an interesting question," Dalir said. "It's rather awkward, you see. I could take you prisoner and interrogate you in a more convenient location. I really wish that were possible. I would enjoy seeing you beg for me to kill you. But I'm somewhat pressed for time and I wouldn't want to attract the attention of the Egyptians or the Jews. A large group is so much harder to conceal, don't you think?"
"So you're going to kill us?"
"Hmm. Let me think about it," Dalir said.
He moved away from the opening. One of the rifles went with him. They could hear him giving orders.
"He speaking in Farsi," Selena said. "He's Iranian."
"What else is new?" Lamont said.
He looked up at the rifles pointing at them. High above, the desert night sky was filled with brilliant stars. Nick heard a scraping sound as something heavy was dragged across the temple floor above them. Dalir appeared again at the opening.
"Try to ration your light for as long as you can," he said. "It's the only thing that will keep the scorpions away. Their sting is filled with neurotoxins. I'm told it's quite painful and often lethal. Even anti-venom doesn't always work. Do you have any? No? Oh, well."
"You bastard," Nick said.
"What is it you Americans say? Something about sticks and stones? The next time anyone sees you, I don't think you'll have much to say."
The muzzles of the rifles drew back. The sky disappeared as the opening was covered over. They heard Dalir laughing as he moved away.
They stood in silence for a moment. Selena heard the clicking of claws scrabbling across the stone floor, somewhere between the boxes and statues.
"We could move some of those chests and climb up," Ronnie said. "Build a stair."
Nick shone his light up at the covered opening. "I make it about twenty feet."
Lamont looked at the stone blocking the opening. "We might not be able to move that. He'd figure we'd try."
"There must be another way," Selena said. "How did they get all this stuff in here? They didn't break through the floor, like we did."
"You think there's an entrance somewhere?"
"There has to be. All we have to do is find it."
"These lights aren't going to last forever," Nick said. "Once the batteries fail…"
He left the thought unfinished.
"Then we'd better start looking," Selena said.
Two scorpions scuttled across in front of them.
"Those are deathstalkers," Selena said. "Rivka talked about them."
She shone her light up on the ceiling. A half dozen scorpions hung there. She shuddered.
"How the hell did we end up in the home of the scorpion lady?" Lamont said.
"All in a day's work," Nick said.
"This room isn't so big we can't find an entrance," Selena said.
"Stay together," Nick said. "Watch out for the bugs. We'll try each wall, see if we can find a way out."
Selena was having a hard time controlling her fear. Spiders were bad enough. Scorpions were somehow worse, and these were big. She kept looking up at the ceiling, watching for a scorpion that might fall.
What if one gets in my hair?
The thought sent a bad feeling through her body.
They followed narrow aisles between the stacks of treasure. It wasn't long before they found out how the treasure had been moved into the room. A set of stone steps climbed the west wall to the temple floor above. The entrance was sealed. A jumble of human bones were piled at the foot of the steps.
"They must've left these poor bastards in here when they sealed it up," Ronnie said.
"Workmen," Nick said. "Probably slaves. They didn't want them talking."
Lamont shone his torch at the ceiling where the steps ended.
"How we going to get through that?"
Nick reached into the pack and took out the lump of Semtex he'd salvaged from the cave.
"Easy," he said.
"You think those assholes are still out there?"
"If they're in the area, they'll come running. Check your weapons."
Nick kicked bones off the steps with his foot and climbed to the temple floor above. He stuck the plastic explosive against the ancient stone. He inserted the detonator, fixed a wire to it, and moved back down to the floor.
"When this goes off, it might upset the bugs. Be careful."
"Be nice if the Iranians are sitting right over it," Ronnie said.
"Yeah, we should be that lucky. Ready?"
Nick triggered the detonator. The explosion was shattering in the confined space. The force of the blast ripped through the room, sending up a cloud of dust thousands of years old. A stack of chests toppled and cracked open, sending waterfalls of coins and jewels cascading across the floor. Nick bent down and picked up a coin. A rush of cool air told them the way out was open.
They ran toward the steps, coughing and choking on the dust, slipping on the coins under their feet. Selena heard a frantic clicking and scrabbling behind them. She turned to look. Hundreds of scorpions poured out of the darkness, coming toward them in a deadly stream.
"Move!" she yelled.
They scrambled up the narrow steps, through the opening blasted into the temple floor, and out into the night. They ran to one of the broad columns and stopped behind it, looking for Dalir and the Iranians. The moon cast faint, cool light over the ruins. Above them, a deep black sky blazed with the light of the stars. Scorpions exploded from the opening and scattered out into the desert.
A shot chipped stone from the column. They dropped to the ground. More shots came from the direction of the beach, a football field's length away.
"How many, you think?" Ronnie said.
"Looks like three, maybe four, from the muzzle flashes," Lamont said. "I think they're near our boat."
"Save your ammo," Nick said. "If we don't shoot and we stay low, they're going to have a hard time seeing where we are. Ronnie, you and Lamont go right. Selena, we'll go left. We'll flank them. A pincer movement."