“Valens, it’s me.”
“Ramos? Do you know what time it is? Where the hell are you?”
“It’s 10:30 and I’m in England. Listen, you’ve got to get over here. There’s been reports of earth lights in Shropshire, which could mean there’s a ley line, but get this, no ley lines run through Shropshire, none have been mapped. None. Valens, this is huge, this could be the formation of a ley line, this could change everything.”
“A what?”
“I’ve emailed you your boarding pass for the next flight over and I’ll pick you up from Heathrow. Oh and if Auggie asks, we’re at a conference called Bioactive Natural Products: Translating Promise into Practice that you insisted I accompany you to. See you in 13 hours.”
The phone clicks off.
“He’s insane. He’s actually insane.”
