Gabby never posted much of anything, actually. Like everyone else, she was addicted, but it was all voyeurism, scrolling through other people’s material. It was a blessing now that she was a spy. She had less of a digital footprint to hide.
“Genesis and I tried to have children.” Jasmine’s voice lilted slightly.
“I’m sorry,” Gabby said, legitimately surprised.
“You are lucky, Gia. I have to be satisfied being a mother to everyone at Inner-G.”
Gabby smiled back. “That sounds even harder than teenagers.”
Jasmine laughed. “Not to mention G. I’m pretty much his mother too.”
“I know that one,” Gabby said with feeling.
“I think I know what happened today,” Jasmine said.
“I can’t do yoga.”
“It’s more than that,” she said. “When I watched you going through the poses, I saw a woman struggling to control her body, her environment. Am I right?”
“Yes, but that’s what you have to do, right?”
“Control doesn’t come through micromanaging. Sure, there is some of that. You have to have intent and drive, but you also have to surrender.”
Gabby looked up. Surrender described her pre-divorce life, surrender to the status quo, surrender to the inevitable. Surrender had felt like defeat.
“If you can’t control something, don’t fight it. You can’t be present in the moment or mindful. In that tent, I saw a woman at war with her own body.”
That was true.
“And I see the tension in the way you hold your shoulders.”
Okay, that Taylor Swift bra might be worth the money.
“As far as the yoga, we’ll just scale back the difficulty. Practice presence and surrender in the easier poses before moving on. If you master that in yoga, you will be able to carry it into your daily life.”
“Really?” Gabby released a held breath, relieved that Jasmine wasn’t kicking her off the island.
“I’m so glad to meet George’s fiancée finally,” Jasmine said. “Are you upset that your kids aren’t here?”
Gabby thought for a second. “It’s complicated.”
Jasmine accepted that. “Surrender to what you can’t control.”
Gabby laughed nervously because that described nearly everything and everyone.
1700 hours, recovering from her first and last (God help her) yoga class, the honeymoon cottage
Gabby’s mind was swimming with all the information she’d learned today. Even if she wasn’t undercover, this was one of the least relaxing places she’d ever been. Had these people ever heard of downtime?
After she got back to the cottage, she sent a quick email to Valentina. She figured that if she sent the preemptive update early, then she wouldn’t get a call while she was in the bathtub.
SUSPECTS:
Genesis:Abducted Sheridan, supposedly as a gift for Jasmine. Overheard argument with Jasmine about the resort’s money problems (motive for sales).
Naomi:Former news correspondent with connections in media. Not sure about motive, but she had opportunity.
Sheridan:Openly stated that she wished to influence political decision-making as a psychic. Doesn’t seem to trust the president or any government, including EOD agents.
