She saw him at a sandpit. Her senses told her they were deep inside the Meldorin compound, at least forty feet down. Some of the wolf compounds had as many as four belowground levels. This sandpit felt like it was at the bottom level.
She saw Kryder on the sand and visible and Grant had his foot on Kryder’s neck.
For a moment, Natalie wasn’t sure what to do, whether to continue watching or not. She chose not to progress any farther into the future. This was enough.
There was one thing she knew from all the various interactions she had with her clients. The future could change. Time, even what occurred down the line, existed within a constant flow of events. Nothing was set. Ever.
Mostly, however, the future unfolded just as she saw it.
When she released her futurism entirely, she opened her eyes. She didn’t hold back a single detail.
The men smiled when she spoke about what she’d seen in the sandpit. “Remember, though, I can’t promise what happens after or what even occurred before this moment. There may be battles either direction.”
Grant planted his hand on her shoulder. “But it’s a good start, an excellent way to begin. You’ve given us hope.”
“Just please, don’t underestimate this man.”