Wisdom Spring

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we’re supposed to stay. I was sitting here thinking of Las Vegas, when all of a sudden I flashed onto a circus tent. It felt more like a message than just a random thought.”
    “Circus Circus it is, then.”
    “I want to apologize,” Jess said.
    “What could you possibly have to apologize for?” I asked.
    “The way I shut you out last night. The way I just kind of shut down altogether. I know how much you’re doing for me. It’s not fair to you. I just feel like I’m in way over my head.”
    “That’s because you are. We both are. We can’t let this guy beat us though. Yeah, the odds are against us, but nothing is impossible. And with that Voice leading the way, you just never know.”
    “Every once in a while, I get a feeling. Hard to explain, but it’s a feeling of … I don’t know … warmth maybe? Whatever it is, it gives me hope. And I know it’s coming from the source of The Voice. I had that a few minutes ago, right before the circus image. I’m ready to face this. My life isn’t what it was, and I just have to accept it. I’m ready to go after this guy. You’re right. I don’t know how we’re going to do it, but we’ll just take it one step at a time.”
    A minute later she said, “I’m hungry.”
    I smiled. “That’s a good sign.”
    As I looked over at her, I saw her jump, as if an electrical charge went through her body.
    “Whoa!” she exclaimed.
    “What was that?” I asked, ready to pull the car over.
    “It was a message. I’ve never had one hit me like that. Wow! About as loud and clear as you could get. My whole body is tingling.”
    “What was the message?”
    “‘ Find Wolf Run. ’ Do you have any idea what it means?”
     

Chapter 7
     
    “You okay?” I asked. Jess was breathing heavily.
    “I think so,” she answered. “That was pretty intense, and it’s coming back in waves.” She took a deep breath and let it out slowly. “It’s starting to pass. I think I wasn’t meant to ignore that message.” She looked at me quizzically. “So does that mean anything to you?”
    “Sort of,” I replied. “I mean, in relation to Vegas I’m definitely familiar with it, but at the same time, it makes no sense.”
    “Umm,” she began.
    I cut her off. “Yeah, I know. That was a little vague.”
    “A little.”
    “I’ve spent a fair amount of time in casinos. I was in sales. Sales conferences take place where people can drink and gamble in the evenings. Sales and gambling seem to go together. As a result, I’ve played a lot of slot machines.”
    “And let me guess.” It was her turn to interrupt me. “ Wolf Run is a slot machine.”
    “It is.”
    “So we find a Wolf Run in the Circus Circus casino and look for the clue.” She seemed proud of herself.
    “Yeah, well, sorry to burst your bubble, but that’s where it makes no sense.”
    “Why?”
    “ Wolf Run is a really popular machine. Do you have any idea how many they probably have there? And if Circus Circus is like any other casino, they won’t all be in one place. You might have a bank of three in one row, a bank of four in another, and then single ones spread out all over the casino floor. I just don’t get it.”
    I added, “Which brings up a sort of related question. If your Voice is supposedly leading you to the source of Hillstrom’s secret, or proof of his guilt, why can’t he just come out and say it? What’s with all these friggin’ clues?”
    “I know. I’ve asked the same question. Here’s how I see it: First, I’d venture to guess that communicating from the beyond—or from wherever it’s coming—is not an easy task.”
    I gave her a “ how in the world would you know that ” look.
    “Hey, I’m speculating here. How many conversations have you had with dead people? For some reason, it’s really important for this person … thing … voice … whatever … to communicate with me. All I’m saying is it’s probably not a simple thing to do or else everybody would be

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