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Chapter 12
Late one afternoon two weeks later, the caravan halted at the edge of the dirty Arab town which forms the outposts to the island of Meroe. Charlie Vance stood in the door of his tent and let his eyes wander over the…
Late one afternoon two weeks later, the caravan halted at the edge of the dirty Arab town which forms the outposts to the island of Meroe. Charlie Vance stood in the door of his tent and let his eyes wander over the…