detective.
I opened one eye and scowled at him. “ Shhh! ” I hissed. “I’m trying to work here!”
He frowned but nodded. Sophie, however, was starting to make some noise. Where is my file? she demanded. I had it in my hand! He’s stolen it!
Who’s stolen it? I asked. Honey, if you tell me who came into your room, I promise I’ll help you find your file.
Something’s wrong with my head , Sophie continued. He hit me! He hit me and stole my file!
I could feel Sophie’s increasing agitation. I knew I was pushing it and decided to ask one more time before I focused on trying to get her across. Sophie, I said gently in my mind, I’m so sorry he did that. But I’ve got the police here, and they’re ready to take your statement. Just tell me what the man looked like and we’ll get them to find your file.
And then I could feel something like shock reverberate across the ether, and I knew that Sophie was now fully aware of all the police and the CSIs around her. Her surroundings were becoming clearer, and the fog was starting to lift. The dots were going to connect in the next instant, and I knew I was about to have a hell of a time doing anything for her if I didn’t say something else, and quickly.
SOPHIE! I yelled as loud as I could in my head. And it worked; I got her attention. I need you to listen to me, and listen carefully. You’ve been in a terrible accident , I said. And it’s time for you to leave us. You have to realize that there is nothing more you can do here, and you’ve got to let go. Do you understand?
My file! she said. He can’t get his hands on that file! I need to turn it in to the authorities, or he’ll get away with everything!
I’ve found it! I lied. I’ve given it over to the police and it’s safe. But you need to move forward now.
Sophie’s energy went back to the covered form on the pavement. Is that me? she asked, the tone in my head sounding pitifully sad.
Yes, my friend , I said carefully. It is. I’m so sorry.
Sophie’s energy seemed to shudder, and I hoped the realization wouldn’t throw her into a state of panic. Finally, however, she asked, What do I do now?
I felt my shoulders sag with relief. She was a strong woman; that was for sure. If you look up, you’ll see a beautiful ball of light about ten feet above your head , I instructed.
There was another slight hesitation, and then I felt a sort of mental gasp. I see it!
Excellent! I encouraged. Sophie, that ball of light is your magical elevator ride, and it will take you to your next destination. All you need to do is call it down to you—just think of it descending slowly around you, and when you’re completely surrounded by it, you’ll be taken away from here to reunite with your deceased loved ones. I waited two heartbeats and felt Sophie follow my instructions. That’s it! I said to her. Now, we only have a few seconds , I said quickly, so when you feel it completely envelop you, I’ll need you to let go. Just let the light take you. I promise you’ll be safe and sound, and you’ll arrive home on the other side in no time. Okay ?
Again I felt that mental nod and also the lowering of the light around Sophie, and then there was a whoosh feeling all around me, and in an instant she was gone.
I let out the breath that I’d been holding and opened my eyes. MacDonald was looking down at his arms and the hair that was visible where his shirt was rolled up. “Something just happened,” he said, indicating the way all the hairs on his arms were standing straight up on end.
“Yep,” I confirmed. “She’s gone.”
“What’d she tell you?” he asked, and the look on his face suggested he thought I’d tricked him.
“She said that someone broke into her room and stole an important file she had in her possession, and that’s why she was attacked and murdered.”
The detective’s brows furrowed. “A paper file or a computer file?” he asked.
I shrugged. “I’ve no idea,” I said