“I was wondering that myself,” came Jim’s voice from the open doorway.
No.They weren’t supposed to know. He couldn’t let them know.
Nathan struggled for something to say. “I…I was just…confused, and…Jim was the one I was looking at. I didn’t mean—”
“Yes, you did,” Jim cut him off, coming into the room fully. “I saw the way you were looking at me, Nate. You were saying that to me. You weren’t confused. You knew you were saying it to me. Malak…usedus. Didn’t he? Like in your dreams. The bastard was giving you a preview.”
“What?” Sasha gaped.
“No.” Nathan started scrambling up from the floor.
“Malak used us?” Sasha repeated, horror dawning on his face.
Jim remained standing off the foot of the bed. “When you came back, you said you hadn’t gone to the Veil. You didn’t think you had been there, Nathan. Malak…he made you think you were still here.”