Miracle Jim Craig Novels & Stories

I looked up and saw that Craig still stood awkwardly around like he was trying to look invisible and failing miserably at it. “Why didn’t he take the bait?” I asked quietly. Craig looked at me, then shrugged. “I don’t know, Mia. I don’t know what goes on in his head sometimes.” “Yeah, you’re right,” I said. “You don’t know what goes on in his head, but I’d like to know what goes on in yours. How did you find a guard that he knows and trusts so much?”

Tyr asked immediately. Jim looked like he was dazed. He didn’t answer Tyr’s question; instead, he controlled his wheelchair to head to the snowfield outside. There were two rows of deep wheel prints left behind on the snowfield. Both Tyr and Magus realized that something seemed to be off with Jim’s state, so they quickly chased after him. “Old Zab, what’s wrong with you?” Tyr didn’t understand what was going on in Jim’s mind. Given his reaction, it looked as if he was possessed by an evil spirit.