CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED AND FIVE
Layla lets the incense burn out, and the spell winds down. I open my eyes and go to sit up, but there’s a bone deep weariness in me that I wasn’t prepared for. I exhale and lay back down.
“You’ve got to be exhausted,” Sarah says gently. “After all that.”
“Why don’t you two go have a soak,” Layla suggests. “I want to make some notes about what we’ve just seen.”
“Sure thing.” Sarah reaches for my hand, letting me lean heavily on her as she lifts me off the massage table. We stumble toward one of the spa’s hot tubs, and Sarah helps me take off my dress and lower my worn out body into the hot water.
It feels so good. I can’t help but lean my head back and smile.