Chapter 7
Teatime
“Just take everything with an ocean of salt.”
Omega12
After calling the clinic again and setting up an appointment to see Augernon, I coordinated with the Mountaineers. Calculating the drive time along with a bit of setup, I suggested they start the ritual at 3 p.m.
The morning came, and I stopped to pick up tea along the way to Maryland. I much preferred coffee, since it worked better at keeping Lauren’s chill at bay, but since the memory ritual required tea, I thought it best to keep with the theme.
I’d had enough practice talking my way into various institutions that I wasn’t too concerned about raising anyone’s suspicions about the true purpose of my visit. I was concerned, though, about the ritual. Not that I doubted the Mountaineers’ ability to perform it; no,
