Alistair wore a beaming smile that stretched from ear to ear. It accentuated the smile lines around his mouth and eyes. His excitement at seeing us was a bit peculiar. I turned to Desmond and found the polar opposite expression on his face. The hostility he felt for the spirit before us was incontrovertible. “Hi, Alistair_” I began. “We don’t have time for niceties, so let’s cut to the chase,” Desmond cut me off. He advanced toward the spirit with an alpha male demeanor. Before I ...