WILL SAT ON his leather couch in his studio, head back, eyes closed. It was mid-morning, two hours after the failed raid. He had three problems he needed to solve before that night’s Dream journey.
First, how to travel up the River of Souls. Second, how to follow a specific silver cord among the millions filling the River. And his biggest problem: how to face and defeat Marell and Morrigan. Without, you know, dying.
specificYep, those were the problems. And, yep, he should be solving them. But he wasn’t. He was feeling sorry for himself. Adi’s life still in the balance. Yeshe dead or dying. Case and Fader prisoners, bait to capture the Rider. The failed raid. Stone and his team arrested.
What else could go wrong?
“May I come in?” The voice was male. And recently familiar.
Will opened
