Chapter 5958

He strode across the broken flagstones, pulse hammering louder than his boots.

When he halted before the grey-robed man, his shoulders dropped into a respectful bend, almost a bow that refused to feel servile.

“Mr. Morse! Of all places-why here, why now?”

Shock blurred into gratitude as realization struck; the newcomer was Sidney, the wanderer he had dragged from the Celestial Stairway years ago.

And beside him, alive-truly breathing-stood the wife Jared had begged Mr. Sanders to call back from death.

Sidney’s smile was small, almost private, but his gaze swept Jared head to toe as though measuring new dimensions.

In that brief scrutiny Jared caught a flicker-curiosity, maybe mild disbelief.