KachinaGracie was still alive and tied up in what we now believed to be a Kiva. She had given up hope by now, of me finding her. I sensed her despair even when I wasn't in dreamscape. I still had no further clues in reference to the killer, or where he was holding her. It was as if he knew how to shield himself from me, but how likely was that? Perhaps our investigations of the Hopis could shed some light on what was starting to become a futile search and rescue, like the rest.
When I woke up I gave Steve a call to assure him that Gracie was alive, and then called Dianna. It was good to be within miles of her now. I looked forward to seeing her, but I was heading out of town again this morning. It seemed like I was spending more time away from her than with her these days. It also seemed
