He wanted us to be fresh and on our toes in case we did find Riley at the Sisters of St. Joseph. I knew he was stalling for time. I wanted to get there as quickly as possible, but I couldn’t deny he was right. Fatigue had started to set in, and I felt it in every limb of my body. A shady roadside motel was where we holed up for the night. I laid on the bed fully dressed and stared at the ceiling of my room. Sleep was proving to be as elusive as it had been when I was haunted by Eva in my nightmares. Perhaps it was because I was still adjusting to my new place in life. I questioned Benjamin several times about how I could be alive. He gave me nothing but some mumbo jumbo about God working in mysterious ways. Either he didn’t know, or he wouldn’t tell me. The result was the same. I was as in the dark now as I was a week ago when I became corporeal again. Seven days we had been tracking Riley. Seven days since he had gone dark. Viho said that the bond that linked me and Eva together had been broken with her death, and since my spirit had been removed from my body, I was free to live again as a normal person once she perished.
