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“Is Todd-Cothran here?” Buck said. “Of course. Right there in the light gray.” The Brit looked insignificant enough.
There wasn’t a doubt in his mind that the Antichrist of the Bible was in this room. And despite all he knew about Stonagal and what the man had engineered in England and despite the ill feeling that came over him as he observed his smugness, Buck sensed the truest, deepest, darkest spirit of evil as he watched Carpathia take his place.
Nicolae Carpathia stepped out from his place at the table and went to each person individually. He greeted each by name, asking him to stand, shaking his hand, and kissing him on both cheeks.
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He sensed and read the evil of the man and it was all he could do to keep from pointing at him and calling him the Antichrist. He could almost hear himself screaming it at Carpathia.
Buck, are you sure you need to worry about Carpathia brainwahing you? Seems like you've already got a Manchurian Candidate thing going on from your one-day excursion into Christianity.
Had he not belonged to God he would have been swept into the web of this man of deceit. He could see it in the others’ faces. They were honored beyond measure to be elevated to this tier of power and confidence, even Chaim Rosenzweig.
Not sure how I feel about the only Jewish character getting literally brainwashed by the Antichrist. It's far from good, don't get me wrong. I'm just having trouble identifying all the specific flavors of bile in my mouth.
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Carpathia was in no hurry. “I am going to kill Mr. Stonagal with a painless hollow-point round to the brain which he will neither hear nor feel. The rest of us will experience some ringing in our ears. This will be instructive for you all. You will understand cognitively that I am in charge, that I fear no man, and that no one can oppose me.”
Todd-Cothran opened his eyes at that news, and Buck heard himself shouting, “No!” as Carpathia pulled the trigger. The blast rattled the windows and even the door. Stonagal’s head crashed into the toppling Todd-Cothran, and both were plainly dead before their entwined bodies reached the floor.
“What we have just witnessed here,” he said kindly, as if speaking to children, “was a horrible, tragic end to two otherwise extravagantly productive lives. These men were two I respected and admired more than any others in the world. What compelled Mr. Stonagal to rush the guard, disarm him, take his own life and that of his British colleague, I do not know and may never fully understand.”
Rayford repeated himself, pointing to the Bible. It had belonged to the wife he hadn’t seen for more than two weeks and probably would not see for another seven years.
He tried to convince himself it was the church that would keep drawing him west of the city, not Rayford Steele’s daughter, Chloe. She was ten years his junior, and whatever attraction he might feel for her, he was certain she saw him as some sort of a wizened mentor.
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“Cameron,” she said flatly, still seated. “I didn’t expect you till Monday.” “Just checking in,” he said. “You can call me Buck.” “I’ll call you Cameron, if you don’t mind, and—” “I do mind. Please call—” “Then I’ll call you Cameron even if you do mind.
Chloe and Rayford understood each other better than ever. They were fast becoming friends and confidants, and while they didn’t agree on everything, they were knit in their grief and loss, tied in their new faith, and teammates on what they called the Tribulation Force.
If you took this paragraph out of context, it would sound like Rayford and Chloe had just formed a BDSM club. Even the name "Tribulation Force" works a little too well.
As soon as he was seated Verna sweetly informed him that he would no longer be the world-traveling, cover-story-writing, star headliner of Global Weekly.
LaHaye looking the audience in the eye and telling us the tables have turned. No more fun and games; we've got some serious drama to dive into. And office politics that I'm looking forward to reading.
“I’ll tell you what I want, Verna. I want—” “I expect all my subordinates to call me Ms. Zee.” “You have no subordinates in this office,” Buck said. “And aren’t you—” “You’re dangerously close to the line, Cameron.” “Aren’t you afraid Ms. Zee sounds too much like Missy?” She stood. “Follow me.” She bristled past him, stomping out of her office and down the long hallway in her sensible shoes.
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“Well, they don’t make it obvious you’re listening in, either. You just shut off the transmit button, like this, and then if something happens to hit the speakerphone button, oops, then you can hear a conversation without being heard.”
It would be incredibly convenient if Buck needed to know this exact information later on in this book...
Buck wanted to say that he was going to find it hard to pass up the digs she had prepared for him, but he was already feeling guilty about having eavesdropped on her conversation. This was something new. Guilt.
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We know Nicolae Carpathia is the Antichrist. Let’s assume for the sake of argument that Buck’s story of Carpathia’s supernatural hypnotic power and the murder of those two men is ridiculous. Even so, there’s plenty of evidence that Carpathia fits the prophetic descriptions. He’s deceptive. He’s charming. People are flocking to support him. He has been thrust to power, seemingly against his own wishes. He’s pushing a one-world government, a one-world currency, a treaty with Israel, moving the U.N. to Babylon. That alone proves it. What are the odds that one man would promote all those things
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“Carpathia is apparently making deals. I don’t know what he’s offering, but an announcement is expected by the end of the week from the religious leaders. I’m guessing we’ll see a one-world religion.” “Who’d fall for that?” “Scripture indicates that many will.”
Rayford actually knew two people—Buck and Hattie—who had personally met the Antichrist! How bizarre was that?
“If that announcement says anything about a promise from Carpathia that Israel will be protected over the next seven years, it officially ushers in the Tribulation.”
I wonder if the author of Revelation counted on leap years. What if Jesus showed up a day or two early, because the prophecy didn't include February 29? That'd be embarassing.