An explosion rocked the city.
"MAC!" Indy yelled.
"I don't know what that was -" Mac stammered, attempting to keep control of the car as the ground shook from the shockwave.
"American style grenade," Annie answered. "Riley had a whole collection -" She stared at the men. "Does that mean its Em?"
"You better be armed, Mac," Marion growled. "Because if we have to go back into Berlin for our daughter – there sure as hell better be tanks to back us up!"
Mac straightened the car, pressing the gas pedal down. "I'm working on it. I promise you. I'm working on it. We have people -"
"That's not good enough!" Indy snarled.
Laurel whimpered and pulled at Indy's jacket. "Are you mad at me?"
"No, sweetheart," Indy replied. "My little girl's over there and its Mac's fault."
Laurel stared at Mac, then turned to Indy. "He looks guilty."
Mac glanced at the tiny girl, as he swung the car down a side street in front of the wall. "Child - you are not helping."
Tyler stared at his mom. "When are they going to let us go? Is Dad coming for us?"
Annie looked painfully at her parents.
Marion shook her head slightly in a warning.
"Tyler," Annie swallowed. "We'll talk about that later."
Mac slammed the brakes on the car. "This is it. Everyone out. If they can get over the wall – it'll be here."
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The Sidenstrasse Tapestry: An Indiana Jones Fan-Fiction
Fiksi PenggemarIn 1945 archaeologist Indiana Jones was called on one last mission. Now, even in 1960, it haunts him as his youngest daughter, Emily Jones - just as rough and tumble and skilled in handling trouble as her father - scrambles after his legacy to pro...
