Chapter 29
“Welcome to Bodhgaya, Mr. Squared.”
Eric was first through and stumbled to a halt at the suddenness of the change.
“Uh, that’s Erikson.” He addressed the sing-song voice that belonged to someone he couldn’t see beyond a shadowy outline. He blinked to little avail. The transition from the dusky fields of Hell to the glaring sunshine of central India was just too much for his optic nerves.
“Really. How curious. But, if you will please be so kind as to allow me to observe, is it not Eric-Squared that everyone calls you?”
“Well, yes. But—”
Valerie stumbled into him from behind almost knocking him forward into the small, dark man slowly coming into focus.
The man was Valerie’s height, Indian-dark with a broad face and high cheekbones. He stood in simple attire of a white butto
