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sat! She wondered what the vortex energy did to the flight instruments on planes. Walks With Wolves had taught her much about vortices. They were a natural part of Mother Earth, and they existed all over the world in different sizes and degrees of energy output. The Sedona vortices were known to be among the most powerful in the world, mainly because there were four of them in such a small, concentrated area. That was why Native Americans held the region sacred. Too bad, Diana thought, that the white man had seen fit to build a tourist trap of a town on top of such sacred land, but it was typical of their attitude toward anything outside the context of their accepted reality.
    Feeling a little sad about the situation, she turned when she heard Wes coming. It was more a sense of his approach than actually hearing him, because he walked soundlessly. Hefting one of their bags, Officer Thomas guided them out the door, and they left the airport in a Sedona police cruiser. In the back seat, Diana remained quiet, inwardly attuning herself to the area’s vibrations. Occasionally, Wes gave her a strange look, a question in his eyes, but he said nothing.
    Thomas drove them to Los Piños, a five-star hotel and resort near Oak Creek, on the west side of Sedona. Diana appreciated the Santa Fe-style architecture of Los Piños. Its walls were stucco and painted a pink shade to mirror the red of the sandstone buttes, hills and mountains that surrounded them. Nothing here was more than two stories tall, so that every visitor might enjoy the dramatic scenery. The resort itself was a series of over fifty casitas, or small stucco homes.
    Wes leaned over and said, “People pay five hundred dollars a night to stay here.”
    “The Palm Springs of Arizona?” Diana ventured.
    “Yeah, this is a popular watering hole for the rich and famous. Officer Thomas was telling me that the Hollywood jet set comes here to get away from the gawkers and autograph hounds in California.”
    “Somehow,” Diana said, “I can’t feel sorry for them. Can you?”
    “No. They’ve made their bed, now they can lie in it.”
    “Can’t we all?” She hadn’t meant to sound derisive, but it came out that way. Giving Wes an apologetic look, she added, “It must be the vortex energy. I’ve been feeling out of sorts since we’ve landed.”
    “Vortex?”
    “Yeah,” Officer Thomas piped up with a laugh. “All the New Age hippie types come to Sedona swearing there are vortices here. A lot of them live in the area because of them. They’re nuts.”
    Diana held on to her anger. She saw Wes’s jaw tighten, because he realized she believed in vortices.
    “I think,” he said lightly, “that your opinions aren’t shared by everyone in the cruiser, Officer Thomas.”
    “Oh…er, sorry, ma’am. I didn’t mean to insult you. It’s just that…well, you know, we get some crazy fringe factions out here. You know how it is.”
    Diana smiled, just barely. “Officer Thomas, I am the fringe faction.”
    “Oh, er…”
    Wes laughed deeply. He saw the sparkle in Diana’s eyes and knew she hadn’t taken offense at his laughter, realizing it was directed at the embarrassed officer. “It’s all right,” he told Thomas, and sat back, grinning.
    “You’re enjoying this immensely,” Diana accused him.
    “Yeah, I am.” He placed his hand on hers. “Tell me about these vortices. What are they?”
    She could see that his question was sincere. His warm, strong hand over hers rattled her, but Diana realized Wes was truly trying to understand her, and a warm feeling unexpectedly flowed through her heart.
    “Vortices are natural areas where energy is discharged from inside Mother Earth. The energy is invisible to the naked eye, but can be seen by someone who is clairvoyant or has what is known as the ‘sight’.”
    “What kind of energy?”
    “Depends. Vortices are outlets. Energy builds up in and around Mother Earth, and it has to be discharged. You can think of