Green Lama - Unbound by Adam Lance Garcia & Mike Lance Flyes

Author:Adam Lance Garcia & Mike Lance Flyes
Language: eng
Format: mobi
Tags: Mystery, Noir, Thriller
ISBN: 9781936814893
Publisher: Moonstone
Published: 2015-02-25T00:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER 12

REUNIONS

Tsarong knocked tentatively at Dumont’s door. It had been nearly a fortnight since the Bodhisattva abruptly locked himself in his quarters, refusing all visitors, and often neglecting the small meals left outside his chamber. Whispers and the frequent sound of feet pacing against the stone floor were often reported by those curious enough to press their ears against the door. A growing concern for Dumont’s wellbeing had spread across the Temple of the Clouds, with many secretly believing the Jade Tablet had driven the American insane—a concern Tsarong was ashamed to admit he shared. “Come in, Tsarong,” Dumont called from within.

Tsarong pushed open the door hesitantly. Dumont was kneeling in the center of the room, his back toward the door, a large rainbow-colored rug laid out on the floor before him. He looked back at Tsarong and smiled. His skin was pale, his face haggard from what Tsarong guessed was blood loss and lack of food, but his grey eyes remained vibrant, almost glowing. “There’s something I want to show you.”

Tsarong sat down carefully beside Dumont. He furrowed his brow as he looked over the rug. “What is this, Tulku?”

Dumont smiled. “It is the Jade Tablet.”

Tsarong’s eyes went wide, his heart racing as his stomach fluttered. His skin prickled and the thinning hair on his head began to stand on end. It was a sensation almost like arousal, yet deeper and somehow more divine. “Om! Ma-ni Pad-me Hum! Tulku… How is this possible? How did you remove it?”

“I don’t know.” Dumont’s smile faded and he somberly shook his head before continuing. “There are words etched into the Tablet, Tsarong. Not just Tibetan, but from every language on Earth, everything from cuneiform to English and some I don’t…” He trailed off, his mouth moving silently before he could once again find his voice. “And that only scratches the surface… There is a code hidden in the strand. It took me days to figure out the pattern, several more to piece together the letters and phrases.”

“A code? A code for what?”

Jethro frowned in thought, unable to wrench his gaze off the Tablet. “I can’t be certain—it’s been so long since I ended my studies at the university—but I think it’s the chemical ingredients for a new kind of salt.”

• • •

Jean blinked back tears and shivered despite the warmth. Smoke wafted off her shoulders. She was lying in a fetal position on a marble floor, the stone cold against her cheek. Looking up, she found herself once again in the center of the temple. White columns pierced the darkness, bordering small enclaves with statues lit by shallow firelight. The buzzing in the back of her head drifted into silence and the cloud that had settled over her mind slowly began to clear. Cupped in her hands was the Third and Final Jade Tablet, gripped so tightly she had impressed hundreds of ancient runes into her palms. Turning it over, she realized it was identical to the large cracked crystal egg she had seen in Astrapios’s bedroom.

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