Page 22 of The Lost Soldier
“Hazel, one of your other sisters?” Scottie rubbed the back of his neck. “Had a vision about the building we think the men are in. Willow was giving me the info and also recommended I come gather the two of you.”
“You listened to her?” Savanah asked.
“I brought it to Mallard. He agreed,” Scottie said, scratching the side of his face. “But a skill we might be able to use when we locate our men and their captors.”
Should we tell him Alexis, Brett, and Hazel are on their way here?she asked Chad.
No. But now I’m wishing Willow had come with them, but as long as she can project from anywhere, it should be okay.
I just tried to get her, but I guess I can’t unless she initiates it.
Weird how these things work,he projected back.
“Let’s confirm we know where the men are, then we can bring Willow into it,” Chad said, resting his hip against the wall.
“Works for me.” Scottie yanked a piece of paper from his back pocket. “These are the coordinates. Not sure which of you wants to try first.”
“We’re going together.” Chad took the information, showing it to Savanah.
“Two separate views at the same time?” Scottie’s brow scrunched.
“Nope. One view, two people.”
“That could be dangerous.” Savanah cocked her head. “The space between can be tricky.”
“Tricky?” Scott shook his head. “It’s suicide.”
“Why do you say that?” Chad might be new to the whole remote viewing thing, but so far it all seemed simple enough.
“We’ve seen people cross paths in the space between not come back the same person.”
“Brett summoned me in the space between, and we’re both fine.” Chad snatched another folding chair from the corner. The metal screeched, then halted halfway open. Flexing his muscles, he tugged harder. The chair snapped open. “I didn’t even feel sick.”
You and Brett are quadruplets. Tighter bond than sisters or any other psychic.Savanah’s succulent voice filled his mind.
What does that have to do with us going into a view together?
Remember how sick I felt after you dragged me through your tunnel? Only reason I was sicker or didn’t die was because you’re also a healer.
“All right, let’s get the show on the road.” Chad took Savanah’s hands in his. “I’ll go through your tunnel.”
“I don’t think that’s a good idea,” she said with wide eyes.
He couldn’t explain why he knew this would work better than separate views, or why he felt safe doing it, other than he believed that his vision earlier was the two of them inside a view. “I cross into your view and if there is a problem, we’ll come right back.”
“It could be too late,” Scottie muttered, shaking his head.
“I need you both to trust me,” Chad said with authority.
Scottie laughed. “You barely know what you’re capable of and never used them in the field, and you want me to trust you? Ha! Now I trust her more than you.”
“I trust you,” Savanah said softly, closing her eyes.
A wave of nausea sloshed in his stomach as he felt a strong pull. The cabin faded into the background. In the distance he heard a waterfall. Savanah took his hand as they ran toward…
Your tunnel is a waterfall?
No. We dive off it into a pool of water.
