Michael stepped aside as a group of four Roman soldiers surrounded Paul and walked him up the pier and onto the boat. Michael ran to the captain. “I am looking for a girl this tall,” he said, holding his hand below his neck. “The Romans have her below deck.” “I need to get her off this ship. Please help me.” “I cannot disobey orders from the Romans.” Michael shook his head frantically. “I cannot let this ship leave with her on board. She will be killed.” “Is there a problem?” yelled a Roman standing near the edge of the dock. The captain turned first to the Roman and then back toward Michael. “We are almost ready to sail. There are no problems.” The Roman walked away as Michael took a few more steps toward the ship. “Michael, you must do something now,” said Aharon.
