Theodore stood and yawned with a big lazy stretch. He had no idea what game the witch Ezechiel was playing, but he was not interested in listening to fairy tales, for sure.
He turned towards Ezechiel and gave him a grin that didn't reach his eyes.
"Zeenia saw it," Ezechiel informed, Theodore.
Theodore stood absolutely still. "What does that mean?"
Ezechiel stood up. "When Zeenia arrived here, she was traumatized. So I... entered her mind, to try calming her." He took another breath, and their eyes met. "You are a lucky man, Theodore. Zeenia is... special."
Theodore didn't like his tone or the way Ezechiel's eyes went soft when he spoke about Zeenia. "Spit it out," he growled low in his throat.
Ezechiel took a deep breath. "Think of it as a computer download of a file. I implanted a
