The Dragon's Descent by Laurice Elehwany Molinari Page B

had remained in his brain.
    â€œSo start thinking ‘Book of Raziel,’ ” Ada told everyone.
    Greer closed her eyes and concentrated, as did Pax. Kane tilted his head back and looked up at the many scrolls.
    â€œBook of Raziel,” Ada whispered to herself.
    Vero was lost in thought as he pressed two fingers on either side of his temples. After a few seconds, he lowered his hands, looking discouraged.
    â€œNothing’s happening,” he said.
    Greer opened her eyes. “Yep. I’m striking out too.”
    â€œIt always worked before,” Ada said, worried and nervous.
    â€œTry again,” Kane said. “But this time, concentrate on any information about the Book of Raziel.”
    Everyone closed their eyes and focused, but yet no scroll flew to them and presented itself. Vero sighed, opening his eyes.
    â€œI’m not feeling it,” he said. “Maybe the Book of Raziel is so secretive there is no scroll on it.”
    â€œThen we need to go to Solomon’s temple, if that was the last place it was seen,” X said.
    â€œGreat idea!” Greer said.
    X proudly smiled.
    â€œExcept for the fact that it burnt to the ground!” Greer narrowed her eyes at X.
    X’s smile dropped. “Oh, yeah . . .”
    â€œAt least you’re thinking along the right lines,” Pax said to X.
    Greer leaned back, her eyes scanning the library.
    â€œI’d really hate to be the guy who has to keep this place so pristine. There isn’t a smudge of dirt anywhere,” Greer said.
    â€œGreer! Who cares?” Ada shouted. “You’re supposed to be concentrating on the book!”
    â€œNone of the archangels can tell us anything on the book, even Raziel,” Greer yelled. “So what chance do we have? It’s a lost cause!”
    â€œDon’t ever become a motivational speaker,” X smirked to Greer.
    â€œShe is right though,” Kane said.
    â€œThank you.” Greer flashed the others a smug look.
    â€œBut if Uriel, Raphael, and Raziel have no clue . . .” Kane said.
    â€œRahab!” Pax suddenly shouted. “He might know something!”
    â€œHe’s the angel of the seas, right?” X asked.
    â€œYes. When the jealous angels threw the book into the sea, Rahab retrieved it,” Ada explained.
    â€œExactly,” Pax said. “Maybe he’d be easier to find than Solomon’s temple.”
    â€œYou’re right. He might know something. If not where it is, maybe at least what it looks like,” X said.
    â€œOr he may know bupkis!” Greer added. “We could waste all this time tracking him down only to find out that the memory of the book was taken from him too!”
    â€œI think you can also scratch life coach off your career list,” X told Greer.
    â€œI’m just the voice of reason,” Greer shot back.
    â€œWe have no other leads.” Pax looked to the rest. They nodded in agreement.
    Greer threw up her hands. “Okay, so where do we find Rahab?” She sighed.
    Vero looked over at Ada. Her eyes were closed in deep concentration. A scroll shot down, barely grazing Greer’s head and causing her to duck. At the soft rustle of ancient paper landing on the stone table, Ada opened her eyes and unrolled the ancient-looking scroll. The parchment crinkled with her touch. A tiny angel with wings about an inch tall materialized from the parchment. It flapped its wings then shot into Ada’s right ear, disappearing. Ada’s eyes rolled around in their sockets for a few moments, then the tiny angel shot out of her left ear and back onto the unraveled scroll. Once the angel disappeared into the parchment, the paper rolled itself back up and flew up to the shelf from where it had come.
    â€œOkay, so where do we find him?” Greer asked Ada.
    â€œThe sea,” she answered.
    â€œDuh.” Greer rolled her eyes.

    The angels flew high in the clouds over the mountains of