“All right, we have the knowledge.” Anna paced through the sitting room, between the two couches. “Will the plan work? Can we use this as a bargaining chip?”
Driala lingered by the bedroom door, still clothed in her flowing robes, each hand tucked into the opposite sleeve. Jack was on the couch to her right, Harry on the one to her left, both looking at her. “I don’t think so,” she said at last.
Tossing her hands up in frustration, Anna stood there with her mouth hanging open. “So, all of this was for nothing?” she snapped. “We went on a crazy, spiritual journey and risked our lives in the process just to end up with nothing!”
“You did not complete the journey.”
“What do you mean we didn’t complete the journey?” Jack protested. “We know the answer. Reincarnation is real.”
Silencing hi
