In an Indian restaurant in New York City, Jack Flanders is greeted by Kamala Shukla, a woman who claims Jack knows her aunt, Lalitha Chatterjee. “You gave her your card.” She hands Jack the card, he reads it, “What appears to be coming at you, is coming from you.” It has his address, his phone number, but Jack has never seen it before. “She sent me to ask you to come.” Jack is intrigued. “Where does she live?” “Near Mysore?” “Where’s that?” “South India.”