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"To Kill the Christ"
Introduction: In this historical speculative fiction, an American Protestant doctoral candidate in Oxford and his fiancé, an English Catholic nurse, along with a Muslim trader who is a member of a terrorist group, are blasted into tribal Britannia at the time of Christ. Can they build a kingdom together while trying to answer the question: Why am I in this time? What does God or Allah intend for me to do? Raphael, the Muslim, concludes that Allah wants him to stop the development of Christian...




Chapter Sixteen: A Long Way to Go
Rebecca confronted Carl in his manse office. "Weve had quite a few of your men in the infirmary each day. Some of them have typhus, I think. Ive seen some lice on their bodies." Carl was alarmed. "Ill see to it at once. These men arent used to living in crowded quarters. Damn! Ive neglected inspections and camp sanitation. Ill talk with the leaders tomorrow then have an inspection. Well set it for next Friday, which will give them time to prepare. Can you to lead the inspections...




Cunobelin rode out from the gloom of Sherwood and paused to stare in wonder at the huge fortress sitting on a knoll about a mile away. Reports from spies had warned of its size, but to see it even at a distance was a revelation. Without turning toward General Moldorion, his right hand man, he spoke: Even from this distance I can tell the walls cant be breeched or surmounted. What are we to do? Try. They expect us to assault the fortress, so well do so. But Ive several men probing for weak spo...




Chapter Twenty-nine: Ambush
The commandos left for Ephesus on 2 December, AD27, according to Carls reckoning. The freighter was driven by a Zephyros, Alexander called it, a west wind that pushed the boat toward Ephesus. While not a hard wind, it was stiff and consistent, reducing the time of passage substantially. With its numerous islands and havens in case of an unexpected storm, Alexander said, the Aegean is crossed during most of the winter, unless theres a Borea, a hard wind from the north that makes sailing danger...




Chapter Twenty-five: Roman Gaul
Carl felt helpless. He was leaving Rebecca and the children by themselves. He had great faith in Morius and Ort for they had proved their loyalties time and again, but contenders for the throne would spring from the shadows as soon as people realized he was gone. His only hope lay in spreading word that he would be back, and soon, though soonhe knewwould mean at least five months, and probably longer. The early morning sun caught Rebeccas bronze hair, reminding him of a morning eig...




Chapter Twenty-three: Roman Intrigue
Carl still was angry the next morning. Rebecca, too. But this time they were angry with Gaio. Breakfast was quiet while both mulled their own thoughts, interrupted only by occasional outbursts from Curtis. "I can hardly believe Gaio would do such a thing," Rebecca finally blurted. "When you told me last night what he had said about the hospital, I couldnt believe. He told me just the opposite." "Yes, it's too devious to believe. If people talked with each other instead of burying their though...




Chapter Twenty-six: Avalanche in the Alps
The guides were right. The foehn hit as they expected. There was snow on the mountainssome of the passes had glaciersbut the winds from the mountains were hot, dry, and hard and made animals skittish and men short tempered. The road has been laid by Augustus troops two decades earlier, Marcus said, and it showed the careful engineering that marked the armys efforts. Marcus and Sertorius had not worked on that road, but they took justifiable pride in the quality of the work. It was crowned, wa...




Chapter Twenty-one: Sunshine and Shadows
Carl walked into the courtyard to talk with Rebecca when a wagonload of coal arrived. It was a pathetic load. Two horses drew the wagon, which was less than half full. "Look at this, Rebecca. They came over twenty miles, and that's all the poor creatures can haul. Ive lived on a ranch, but I cant find the reason. Youve lived on a farm. Can you?" She peered around the wagon, trying to determine if it was too heavy. Then her infectious giggle turned into laughter. "N...




Chapter Seven: Journey to Bath
The sun was still below the horizon, lighting the glade with ambient light, when Carl awakened. Mists hugged the waters of the pond. The breeze of the night before had disappeared. He had slept, but his mind had been searching for ways to move Raphael and save the truck and equipment. They would pack for a quick trip through the countryside, returning to the glade when everyone was in good health. Rebecca stirred and he slid next to her, their naked bodies basking in each other'...




Chapter Thirty-one: Hunt for a Brigand
Carl and the two commandos returned to Antioch, January first, AD28. Alexander was still on the coast buying dye and cloth and arranging for shipping. The shipping season in the Mediterranean ran from 10 March to 11 November, dates determined by long experience. Mariners avoided the other months unless they were without recourse. The safest time for shipping was from 27 May to 14 September. Carl didnt know if Alexander was going to wait until late May to ship his precious cargo. If so, he and...
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