The Left Behind Complete Set, Series 1-12

by Tim LaHaye

Rayford handled the bulk of the flying across the Atlantic, scheduling his arrival to allow the least amount of time on the ground. Mac had informed him that Carpathia and his entourage were still at the King David, but that the Condor 216 was hangared at Ben Gurion in Tel Aviv. Rayford figured security was tighter at Ben Gurion, but Carpathia was being ferried about on a GC chopper primarily out of Jerusalem Airport. “You still takin’ chopper duty with me waiting at the airstrip with these turbines hot?” Ken said. “As long as nobody knows I’m AWOL yet. If the word is out about me and I get spotted absconding with a GC chopper, mission’s over.” “Well, make up your mind, Ray. I mean, I’m a good soldier, and I’ll do what I’m told. But I gotta be told.” “Help me out here, Ken. I’ve still got my high-level security ID, but . . .” “But if they do know and you get caught, how am I going to get our people back to the Gulfstream?” Rayford shook his head. “I’ve got to try Mac one more time.” “You fly; I’ll punch in the numbers. I’m going to have way too many flight hours otherwise.” Ken handed the phone to Rayford. “Man, I’m glad you called,” Mac said. “I got the third degree about you for an hour. They don’t suspect anything on my part, but they think you’re in Jerusalem.” “As long as they’re not setting up a dragnet in the U.S.” “I’d rather they were, Ray. They look hard enough in Jerusalem, they’re gonna find you.” “They won’t think I’d be stupid enough to be at an airport.” “Ma...

Two solid pages of flight planning