From the hospital, we returned to the SUV, and as Giggs started the car, I questioned him.
"What did you notice while I was meditating?"
My question immediately put the veteran's mind to work, and he carefully answered.
"The air was tense."
"What do you mean?"
"You were silently meditating, and I was keeping Mrs. Tusk entertained, yet there was a faint prickle at the edge of my senses."
"Not bad. There was a fifth individual in the room. He was covered in a high-level illusion."
"That was dangerous," Giggs breathed out, controlling the surprise on his face.
"Yeah."
"Why didn't we take him out?"
"Whoever was hiding… his illusion was strong. But other than that, you would have crushed him. Such a person is dispensable and would hold nothing of value for us. Taking him out would only alert the others."
"I see."
"Let's head over to Grace's location. The earlier we rescue her, the faster I can leave this state."
