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others.”
    “She wouldn’t have been able to resist him. Poor thing. But who do you think is the devil?”
    “I thought you might know.”
    “No. By coming home, I hoped I might see his face or think of a person on the ranch who might fit the description. I’ll meditate and see if I can bring forth a picture or name.”
    “Perhaps if we meditated together, we’d have better success,” Kira suggested.
    “What a good idea. After we finish our snack, we’ll go in the living room by the fireplace and see what we can conjure.”
    Kira took her time sipping the delicious tea. Warmth filled her body, and she felt more centered. The orange cake with a drizzle of icing satisfied her sweet tooth.
    When Nanna stood and took their cups and plates to the sink, Kira knew it was time to try and see the evil person behind the poisonings.
    Nanna put two cushions on the floor by the fire. They sat, and she reached out to Kira. “We’ll join our hands and close our eyes. Then try to visualize who this person is or something about him.”
    As soon as their hands came together, Kira felt the bolt of energy flowing between them. She closed her eyes. At first a rush of darkness swept across her. In the distance, she heard Nanna humming an old chant. Every once in a while she admonished the darkness to clear and let them see the evil.
    The darkness swirled around them, and Nanna spoke the words of another spell to protect them from the evil. Kira had almost given up when the blackness turned to gray. Then a figure formed into a woman. She stood in the open, away from any house or building, and she looked confused. Her blonde hair shone in the dim sunlight, but gradually she faded to gray.
    Suddenly, an unseen force thrust Kira and Nanna apart, and Kira fell backward from Nanna. “Keep out of my world, or I’ll destroy you both.” The words were spoken in a guttural and harsh manner. Yet Kira thought they sounded vaguely familiar. She opened her eyes and saw Nanna lying still on the floor. She rushed to her side.
    “Nanna, Nanna.” She didn’t respond to Kira, but at least she was breathing.
    Kira punched in the number for Hakan. Thank goodness, he’d put it in her phone yesterday.
    “Hakan here.”
    “Hakan, I’m with Nanna. She’s passed out and not responding.”
    “Is she breathing?”
    “Yes. We were meditating, but I’ll tell you later. Come quickly.”
    “Lonato’s here with me. We’ll come in his helo and be there in minutes.” He shut off his phone.
    She glanced back at Nanna. Her lips were turning blue, and when Kira touched her, Nanna’s skin felt cold. Kira ran into the bedroom and grabbed a pillow and blanket off the bed. She placed the pillow under Nanna’s head and wrapped the blanket tight around her. Then Kira lay beside Nanna and added her body heat.
    “Please get here soon,” she mumbled softly to reassure herself. I never should have let her take the chance of being hurt. I knew he was a powerful evil. Guilt made her heart heavy.
    She sighed with relief when she heard the helicopter landing. Hakan and Lonato ran into the house carrying medical bags and equipment.
    Hakan gently pushed Kira out of the way. Lonato was placing an oxygen mask over Nanna’s nose, and Hakan listened to her heart.
    “Tell us exactly what happened,” Lonato said.
    “We were meditating, trying to see who Gala’s devil was and what he looked like. Nanna was chanting spells to keep the evil from us, but he got through and thrust against us hard. I fell back. When I got up, I found Nanna like that.”
    “Damn, what were you thinking to let an old woman take such a chance.” Lonato snarled at her.
    “Stop, Lonato.” Hakan frowned at him. “It wasn’t her fault. You know Nanna would have insisted and done it alone if Kira hadn’t agreed to join her. Then she’d be lying here without being able to get help.”
    “And I am not an old woman,” a frail voice interrupted them.
    “Nanna.” Kira knelt at her side.

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