
Just two hours later, I sat on a private jet next to Alex, drinking champagne to calm my nerves. I'm concerned. We had to land in Fiji and Hawaii to refuel the plane, but this is not what worries me. I am rich and can afford to pay dearly for professionals to deal with flight lines and permits. What bothers me is my gut feeling. I've tried to see different potential outcomes for Alex, and no matter what I do, my gut feeling is that Alex will die in the next few days. If I insist on leaving it in Sydney, the Templar alliance, the Mossad agents, and the unholy World Bank agents will kill it when they cannot find me. If he comes with me to Mexico, he'll die on a dangerous journey ahead of us.
I grabbed Alex's hand tightly. He gave me a sympathetic look and spoke softly to me: "Are you worried about the flight?"
I nodded and replied calmly, "Yes, but that's not my main concern."
"So, what's really bothering you?" Alex asked in a soft and soothing voice.
I am caught in an inner conflict. I don't want to hide things from Alex anymore, but I can't tell me about his impending death. Finally, I received an answer that was not a lie, but also not my main concern: “ I am very worried about my mother. Martin Al-Sham saw it from a distance, and he recognized it. "
" Did you call him and tell him about your problem? " Alex asked.
" Yes, but he didn't pick up the phone, and I didn't know what to do" I replied.
"I'll call Eric for you. He or she can visit your parents' place and take him or her to a safe place for a while. " Said Alex confidently. "Yes, please" I replied.
Alex called Eric, and they agreed that Eric would visit my parents' place and urge them to leave for a few days. It was an unusual request, but my mother would know why, and they would comply. I felt a little better but was not free from my greatest misery: the knowledge of Alex's imminent death. I decided to do everything I could to keep him safe. I had suffered a lot after Simona's death, and she was just a stranger to me. Losing the love of my life would destroy me.
Alex seemed to want to change the subject and talk to me. “So why are we going to Mexico, Sabina? Can we go anywhere else to reach your destination r?”
I decided to give an honest answer to Alex and replied: "My powered Crystal Zeto has the power to open a portal to another dimension. The portal located four different pyramids. The Great Pyramid of Giza, the Great Pyramid of China, the Sinking Pyramid of Kiribati, and the Pyramid of the Sun in Mexico. ” "Wait a minute! I have never heard of the Kiribati Sinking Pyramid? " Alex cut. "That's why it hasn't been found. At our time it is located more 1 00 meters below sea level.” I answered. Alex admitted my answer with a nod but said nothing.
I kept my explanation: “ T him The Great Pyramid of Giza is in Egypt, and the place is sure to be full of Mossad Agents and Templars when we get there. When it comes to China, the Australian government's 'bad relationship with the Chinese government makes travel there difficult. The Pyramid of Drowning was found 100 meters below sea level and was inaccessible. Our only option, for now, is the Pyramid of the Sun in Mexico. ”
Alex looked at me in disbelief and seemed to continue rejecting himself. " What do you want to say, Alex?" I asked with curiosity.
"I'm glad you asked" Alex replied.
I nodded, and Alex spoke again: “You believe that we are pursued by the Templars, t he Mossad and the World Bank, right?”
“Yes, that's what I believe. But there may be another ”, I said with an afterthought.
“ Well, the problem is that Mexico is filled with World Bank cooperatives. The Presa Del current Muerto project in Mexico is one of the largest World Bank projects.”, Alex said in an anxious voice.
This revelation surprised me, and I was angry at myself for not doing the research I was supposed to do. I realized that my high intelligence sometimes made me arrogant and blind. But what am I going to do? Staying somewhere in the Pacific a few days while waiting for a visa to China? Somehow get a submarine, find the Pyramid of Kiribati, and activate the portal underwater while swimming in a dark abyss, 1 00 meters below sea level?
I decided to stick with my plan and went to Sun Pyramid in Mexico. All I know is that the World Bank is not even aware of my whereabouts. “I will stick with my plan. We're going to Mexico. I arranged for a tour guide there. We'll be safe, pretending to be normal tourists. " I declare.
"As you do, baby. We better get some sleep. It's a long flight ahead of us. ” Alex says and closes his eyes.
I couldn't sleep, when I saw a terrible picture swirling around in my head, every time I closed my eyes. The picture of Alex's death keeps showing up in my gut feeling. Even though I promised not to hide things from Alex, I couldn't be honest, and I certainly hoped that my gut feeling was wrong.