“Are you okay?” Victorie asked. “What happened?” She looked at Calista, looking more confused and curious than concerned even thought her usual ‘don’t give a shit about you’ attitude appeared to temporarily being mostly gone.
Calista took a few deep breaths before looking up at Victorie. “I saw… you and me… I… I have this vision thing, I kind of see the future…. I had a vision… at the Russian Flower…. we can’t go there… Or we’re gonna die..”
"Shit!" Victorie cursed. She had finally found a lead only to not be able to follow through with it. "Does all your visions come true? What's the risk of us dying if we go there? Do you have any other information? Maybe if we're quick we can avoid the dying part of your vision."













