Vanessa Winthrop had never believed in the supernatural. As far as she was concerned, there were only two forces on earth, the good and the evil. What people worshipped as a god was what they considered as being good, and what they called the devil was what they considered as being evil. It was that simple and straightforward.
Science was her god. Knowledge was the only thing she worshipped far above the aesthetic things of life. But now, she had let go of all her beliefs for just a short moment. Today, she was going to be an ordinary human trying to believe in a supernatural power who was going to reveal what she sought after the most through the use of a psychic.
Some magician with dark magic was going to tell her where she would find The Book of Truth. If that was all it was going to take to find this book, Vanessa was going prepared to take her chances.
