Ira's POV

Lior and Linda slide past the fog after keeping us waiting longer than necessary. One look at them answers the question why they hadn't gotten here hours ago. Linda has her fingers, tongue and lips all over Lior. She is like an hungry animal, gripping and licking. He quickly pushes her back after the cable boat stops.

She still takes hold of his hand after they get off, gazing at me like I have intentions to steal him.

Instead I lead the way towards the tomb. Everyone follows.

"Wait . . . is that a tomb? I don't think we should go there," Linda exclaims.

Everyone keeps walking,...