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conventional means. So I think Morgan may be a little more open toward this mission than he would be normally. Let me write up a mission brief for him, Kai. He needs to read it, we need to talk, and that’s when I’ll try to persuade him to support your request. Okay?”
    Kai didn’t know whether to be relieved or not. “I still don’t think I’m the person for this, Mike. I’m so unskilled when it comes to anything spiritual….”
    â€œI know you feel that way, Kai. But the Great Spirit is behind this one, and who am I to question it? I believe you. I believe in your vision. And yes, this world is a lockerful of trouble. The darkness is out there. As a shaman, I can vouch for that. I see it all the time. Perseus is on the front lines—warriors of the light, if you will, combatingit and the people who employ the power of darkness for their own selfish end. So you have someone on your side who understands you and your mission.” He set his cup down on the desk. “Let’s see if I can persuade Morgan to run with this.”
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    â€œJust what the hell kind of mission is this, Mike?” Morgan muttered as he held up the assessment report and then dropped it on the bird’s-eye maple desk in front of him.
    Mike smiled briefly and sat down in front of Morgan’s huge desk. It had taken a week to get the report written up, after several more sessions with Kai discussing the particulars. Mike was having her stay at one of the company condos in Phillipsburg while he waited to see if Morgan would go for the plan.
    â€œThis falls under our ‘unusual’ category,” he told Morgan with a grin.
    â€œThat’s putting it mildly,” the older man said as he stared down at the mission brief. He adjusted the pink silk tie at his throat. “This reads like science fiction, Mike. If I didn’t know you, I’d say someone was playing a prank on us just to see if we’d knee-jerk on it or not.”
    Nodding, Mike watched as Morgan, who was dressed in a charcoal gray suit with a white silk shirt, scowled at him across the desk. “You know, for a long time I’ve been wanting to create a department within Perseus for just this type of mission.” He pointed to the brief.
    â€œReally?” Morgan sat up, eyeing Mike curiously.
    â€œHasn’t what happened to your son Jason convinced you that there’s more to this world than what we see, Morgan?”
    Sitting back, he picked up his coffee cup. Jenny Wright, their assistant, had left two Krispy Kreme doughnuts on a plate on his desk. Not that he needed them, but he did enjoy them. “Well, yes…”
    â€œAnnie’s mother is a medicine woman for the Apache nation. Annie’s now training to become one herself. That’s how this knowledge is passed down from one generation to the next.”
    â€œAh, yes. I remember Annie showing me the rainbow medicine necklace that was passed on to her,” Morgan said.
    â€œExactly. That necklace is hundreds of years old and possesses magical qualities, if you will, that help others. Annie’s family are caretakers of it. Jason was helped by it. You saw it with your own two eyes.”
    â€œIf I hadn’t, I wouldn’t have believed it,” Morgan growled, tapping his fingers on the brief. “I still have a tough time believe it, Mike, but Jason is better. He’s nearly fully recovered….”
    â€œWe’ve never really sat down and talked about this aspect of life, Morgan, but you know I’m Quechua Indian and come from a medicine family myself.”
    Nodding, Morgan said, “Yeah…I guess I just overlook that part of you.”
    â€œAnd I understand why,” Mike told him, his voice low and earnest. “I live in a world of magic, Morgan. I don’t go around talking about it, but I live it daily. Metaphysics is just as real as you and me sitting here talking to one another