The IVs led to small plastic bags, suspended from the ceiling of the compartment. Each contained a saline solution mixed with the kind of sedatives used during surgical operations. Reodondo was, after all, a merchant in pharmaceuticals; he had experts at his disposal.There was a GPS tracking system in the cab of each of JJ's delivery trucks, and he tracked every mile of this particular, very valuable delivery. Every twenty seconds, a new red dot appeared on his laptop's screen.He watched as the red dot approached the border, crossed into Juarez, and proceeded down the road toward Ascension, Mexico. But Ascension was 200 km away, and the truck would turn off about half way there, into the nearly barren wastes of northern Mexico. The isolated cabin near the canyon would be ready for them.JJ Reodondo sent an email to Mr. Lee Tran at his address in Burma. Where Mr. Tran was at this exact moment was anyone's guess. But JJ knew where he would be in a few days.He would be exchanging a load. "I'll call you tomorrow," Bill says, and walks towards a black BMW parked by the curb.The tug on Elena's consciousness comes, and she is propelled after the large man. There is a flurry of activity among the tendrils around all three figures, and then, so suddenly that she blinks in surprise, the wriggling shadows around both Gavin and Al vanish.What's the big deal? He's just going to leave.Elena scans the street for possible threats, other cars, anything that will explain the sudden refocusing of her attention, but there's just a group of kids roller blading several houses down. This close to Bill, she senses something, a feeling that she's being observed. As if, even though she's inside the dreamscape, the shadows around the large man are somehow aware of her presence. She's used to thinking of the dreamscape as an all-encompassing force, guiding her viewings towards people and occurrences it deems important, but she's never seen anything like the strands of blackness now.
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