“A tall, thin man with a scar on his chin?”
The hunter turned to the old woman and translated Julie’s question.
“Yes, that’s right. He had great prestige and had a lively connection with the spirits. He treated you before you went missing.”
Julie looked at the strange face in the passport, feeling perplexed. The dream was the reality then.
“And what did I do in this country to become so famous?”
Watson spoke in the local language again.
“She says you’re the most famous European fetish trader. You bought large quantities of those talismans and sold them around the world.”
“Kaboosa,” said the old woman, pointing to Julie.
Julie’s blood froze at the sound of the name. She remembered well from her dream when the sorcerer, the father of this old woman, said that name.
“What did she say
