Jack Canyon and The Wiccan Stones | EPILOGUE

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Three weeks later. . .

Jack made his way up the stairs, slowly fumbling everything he had in his hands. He was trying to talk on his cellular phone, too. He pushed the bedroom door open with his foot and set down his suitcase and threw what was left of his mail on the bed. The rest of it trailed out to the mailbox. A year's worth.

"I'm sorry," Jack said sympathetically.

"Oh, no, Jack, it's okay," the voice said softly over the phone. "I'm sure Soph would've wanted you to save the world more than bringing her back from the dead. I'm not really sure if she'd even want to be brought back like that."

"I wish I could talk to her, Maya," Jack spoke as he looked at a brown paper-wrapped package. It was small, about the size of his hand. Maybe it was a book. He picked it up and noticed the place of origin: Brunswick, Germany.

He wasn't even listening to Maya now. He furrowed his brow, wondering who could have sent him something from there. He slid the package into his back pocket.

"Are you listening to me, Jack?" Maya Rajah asked with a tone.

"Yes, I am," Jack lied.

"Well, just move on with your life, Jack," she told him hoping he would listen to her. "Sophia would want you to. Do it for her."

"Yeah, maybe I should just give up the archaeological thing," he mentioned solemnly. "I could open up a restaurant or maybe a clothing store! Jack Canyon's Archaeological Adventures Clothing & Accessories."

"That sounds like a wonderful plan, Jack," Maya replied.

The abrupt sound of glass breaking drew his attention, but then he noticed holes being bored into his walls, furniture, and everywhere. He was being shot at by an automatic weapon. He dove behind his bed for cover.

"Maya, I'm gonna have to call you back," Jack said, but he did not hang up. He was too distracted by the men on the rooftop next door. He could heard them shouting in German to each other. They must have been after that package. "Shit." He noticed them aim a bazooka at his room.

"Jack?" Maya cried out through the phone. "What's going on? Jack?"

Jack raced for the bathroom when he heard the RPG launch. He dove into the bathtub just as an explosion rang out through his building, blowing off doors and blowing out windows.

"Jack?" Maya's voice continued through the phone. "That sounded like an explosion. Jack? Hello?"