“Now,” Jiron says as he turns back to Scar, “just where did you learn this little tidbit of information?”

Scar glances to Potbelly and licks his lips. Turning back to look into the intense gaze of Jiron, he says, “Back in the City of Light.” When Jiron doesn’t make any comment he licks his lips again and adds, “From Sorenta.”

“Sorenta?” he asks incredulously. From the way he said the name it’s obvious he knows of whom Scar is referring to.

“Who’s Sorenta?” asks Shorty.

“She’s a prostitute,” replies Potbelly. “Worked over in Mother Chlia’s place.”

“You risked his life based on a story a prostitute told you?” Shorty asks in disbelief.

“You don’t understand,” explains Scar. “She wasn’t just a prostitute. She had the ‘gift’. At least that’s what she called it.”

“That’s right,” agrees Potbelly. “There were times when we would visit her when it happened. She said it rarely came while someone else was around, and that since it did, it must mean something.”

“And when it happened, she told you to have James take Miko’s hand?” asks Jiron.

“Not exactly, no,” replies Potbelly.

“When I saw Miko there and heard what James and Brother Willim said to each other, I knew I had to tell you,” Scar states. “At the time she told us, she wasn’t sure why she felt she had to only that she did. Said the information could come in handy some day, though she was a bit vague about when.”

“Things happen for a reason,” Brother Willim says from where he sits next to James and Miko. “Who are we to judge their merits?”

“What should we do?” Stig asks.

“Wait,” he says. “All we can do is wait.”

“If something goes wrong,” Jiron says to Scar, “I’m holding you personally responsible.” He continues staring at Scar then flicks his eyes to Potbelly before returning to James’ side.

Several minutes pass while both Miko and James lie there quietly. Then they all of a sudden begin spasming and with a gasp, James opens his eyes as he sits up. Releasing Miko’s hand he gasps, “Oh my god.”