CHAPTER THIRTY FOUR
Riley had a strong sense of déjà vu. She was sitting cross-legged on the yoga mat with her eyes closed, just as she had in her dream last night. This time, it was all too real.
This was the third meeting she’d attended today. Her nostrils felt positively saturated by the smell of incense, and she was sure she’d never get that droning New Age music with wind chimes out of her head.
She found herself remembering something Jared had said yesterday …
“Maybe the women were brainwashed into killing by all that New Age crap at LifeGrasp.”
Riley was wondering if that was such a ridiculous theory after all. She knew that some kinds of meditation could be helpful to agents, especially for relieving stress. She used a form of meditation to get in touch with her own insights.
