Bad Vibrations: Book 1 Of The Sedona Files - Plot & Excerpts
I remained silent as Paul guided the car around the perimeter of the parking lots and brought us into one of the long-term areas. No baggage to unload, of course. We simply got out, and he came around and handed me the keys. “Good car,” he said. I nodded. For some reason my throat was a little tight. It was dark outside, but not so dark that I couldn’t see the ding in the rear bumper from its encounter with the Escalade. I didn’t even want to walk around the front to see what breaking through that security gate had done to the bumper and the headlights. Possibly sensing my mood, Paul didn’t say anything as we walked over to the terminal and then followed the signs to the area where the car rental agencies were located. Otto was conspicuously absent, although I could have used some of his advice right about now. Maybe that frenzied dash out of the parking structure back at the Sheraton Universal had scared my spirit guide right out of this dimension.
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