Cai nodded, closing his hand around his silver cross. He felt like he was a really long way away from God right now. "I will if it helps find Danny," he said. He didn't want to say it, but he did. Cai reminded himself of the bullet in his chest that hadn't killed him. Life was painful, sometimes unbelievably painful. Leaving Danny with that man would be worse, Cai kept telling himself that.

"The more times we tried to see the funeral vision, the more information we got, each time," Zoe pointed out. "This was only the first time we saw it. The second might be..." she let it hang. Watching a funeral over and over again was one thing. Watching your friend at the mercy of an actual human monster over and over was quite another.