Noah was getting the last bits of arrangements done by sorting out the bar inventory with Henry. The setting sun cast eerie shadows in the forest behind the backyard. The guests would start arriving from noon, the next day. He still had to check their lodging arrangements. The head of the omega team working on housekeeping had informed him that everything was done, just as he had instructed.
Henry had finally quietened down. Kirra hadn’t opened the mindlink yet and Hazel’s link was also closed. He was worried crazy. He tried reaching out to the unknown baritone, but couldn’t make a connection. It was strange how much the connection with the unknown voice felt like a mindlink.
James walked up to him, “It’s been almost the whole day. Kirra hasn’t called or met me. Is she alright?”
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