San Sebastian - La GomeraSalboa strode into a small but smart isolated town-house at the back of San Sebastian, gesturing to Matarife and Kristina to let him do the talking. He strode across to a tall swarthy looking man and nodded to him, gesturing for him to sit down. “Good to meet you El Hajj,” he greeted the man in English, their only common language. “Salboa, I have heard much about you. Together we share a heavy burden, but the fates are with us.” El Hajj responded. “Have you seen the prophet yet?” Salboa tried hard to keep the excitement out of his voice. “No, he's still being prepared. My friends on the mainland have met him and were most convinced. Amazingly similar to how I imagine the original would have been.” Salboa, looking around the room said. “That's the whole point of it,
