And written by a Celtic High Sorcerer or Sorceress by the name of Chyaedar. The symbols are similar to what we have been trying to decipher on the scr...lls. I thought that it may shed some light on our mystery." So you've been holding back on us, your fellow team members." Jamie said with a smile."No, I wasn't holding out on you. Amena and I are trying to transpose the book. Many of the symbols are similar but at the same time different. I think it's just a matter of writing or drawing style.". . how are you today?" she said dreamily."I'm good my dear and I've bought you a nice cup of tea just like Mr Daniel asked me to," she told her.Izzy sat up and started to sip the drink. "I could really get used to this tea in bed thing," she laughed lightly."Dinner's in an hour or so love," Mrs Coats said as she left her in peace.Izzy sat sipping the tea, and thinking about what she would wear that evening. She mulled over her wardrobe thinking that she would like to wear something pretty. “What can I do for you Mr Maroney?” I asked. “I need you to find my wife” he replied “She’s been gone for a week, very unusual for her”This is a common story and usually the answer is she’s a woman’s shelter because she “fell down the stairs” one to many times. Or she’s been dumped somewhere for some poor bastard to find. “Problems at home?” I enquired“Not that I know of. She’s been away working and was due back last week. I’m concerned that she may have been k**napped, but there’s been no. I pushed into her mind and was blown away. She was the opposite of my family in every way but one: she was gorgeous. Black hair, green eyes, and very nice body and an extensive knowledge of English, French and Spanish, she was a regular genius at everything. Then I discovered the truth. She wanted to be a dancer, and her parents, both very smart, hated that part of her. She was smart, but had to study hard at it, and it created a very sad side of her, a side that was very unsure of herself. To.