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. Just curious, that's all." He flipped through the data file, found the information on the DNA; read through it twice. Again, he shook his head, said silently, You're a clever bastard, Dalin Rowan. No wonder I ran smack into a brick wall searching for you. But I've got you now, "old friend." I've got you now.
"And then there's the name." Wiedermann was rambling on. "That, to me, was the conclusive proof--from a philosophical standpoint, if you will."
"What about the name? Darlene?" Xris spoke with a slight sneer. "I think Rowan once had a girlfriend named Darlene, but--"
"No, not Darlene. Although the fact that both begin with the letter d and have two syllables, with the accent on the first in each case, is suggestive. No, it was the use of the name Mohini which I found significant. Your friend was a scholar, well read?"
Xris shrugged. "College degree. Advanced. Computer science--"
"Perhaps he dabbled in Earth religions such as Hindu? Well, never mind. Not important. According to Hindu legend, the god Shiva was so powerful that the other gods feared if he sank too deeply into meditation, the resulting energy could engulf and destroy the world. Therefore, in order to jolt Shiva from his meditative state, the other gods asked the god Vishnu to distract him. Vishnu did so by adopting the guise of a beautiful woman. Guess what her name was? Mohini." Wiedermann was triumphant
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