24
“Don’t do that. Don’t make me like you.”
“Too late. You already do.”
Gia wrinkled her nose, replaying those words in her mind. It had only become more true in the days since, but she wasn’t ready to acknowledge it. It would only give Salvador ideas.
She adjusted her grip on the divining rod, poking it into the liquified earth between two massive tree trunks. After weeks of experimentation, Gia thought she knew how it worked now. The rod needed to resonate not just with the user, but also the land they stood on. They just needed to find the right soft spot. Thus, their current location. They were in the redwood forest somewhere between Klamath and Clear Creek. It was one of many locations they were testing with the rod.
They hadn’t heard anything from John in weeks, but time was run
