“We are not supposed to interfere,” Otto said, while Jeff and Raymond stared at him with open mouths.
I swallowed. So he’d dropped in just so he could deliver the bad news in person?
“But, considering your extraordinary services today, I decided the hell with that.” He moved past me, bent down to lay the palm of his hand against Paul’s forehead. And he reached out to touch me as well, and it was as if a spark traveled from me, down through his arm, and on into Paul’s body.
I saw Paul twitch. His eyes flashed open, and he sat up, coughing. A brief incredulous stare as he took in Otto’s glowing presence. “Am I dead?”
“Not anymore,” Otto replied. “But you should probably leave this place if you want to continue in that state.”
Joy swept through me, pushing away the clouds of despair. “Ot
