My dear, it's not the right time...

This is what the angel was trying to say to my subject telepathically. My mysterious employers had send me back in space and time again - fortunately my energy levels were already replenished. I found myself in Sorrento in November of 2024 and a mysterious man was sitting next to the beautiful woman that I was investigating. Older and with strange expressions, nobody else seemed to notice him except me. I knew that my subject was contemplating a major breakthrough in her life and although happy and exited, she had deep reservations - that she did not reveal to others. In my head I heard the man’s voice saying softly: “My dear, it’s not the right time…”. And I intuitively knew he was an angel. I did not know why I was hearing him though and not her. Could it be that my subject of investigation was not the woman -but myself? This had never happened before.