ng a steel door. He entered a state-of-the-art command center-a panic room
is best friend and most trusted ally, appeared on the main s
ing me from the great beyon
ackground check on someone. Anna Curtis. I want everything. Birth records,
be something special to get the 'vegeta
m. "Just do it. I
ten, Guy. Bryan Rowe is getting bolder. He's pushing for a vot
ave a new lead on my parents' accident," he said quietly. "It connects to an o
neuvers, Guy ended the call. He spent another hour working, then felt a wave
ain-made his jaw tight. A "vegetable" couldn't move itself. He sank i
nusual. She wasn't curled up but lay def
Her brow furrowed. She mumbled in her slee
o... my f
hot out in a powerf
squarely with his shin. Pain exploded up hi
t rolled over, settling back into
ange feeling. Disbelief. And something else. Amusement.
choed in his mi
tice. In that moment, he felt a startling kinship with this strange, dangerous woman who had been
e room. He saw Guy in the chair, leg pro
ips. He had to get back i
wn, arranging his limbs in their usual lifeless p
med through a gap in the curtains, he was
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