“She left a note.” Jasper shoves a piece of paper at me when he opens his door. I look at the paper to see Kara’s scrawling handwriting, grateful that she has learned how to write at least some words. Working with Zara and Estelle has taught her more than she used to know. I read the note out loud to myself. Jasper Pansy is rite. I wount bee good at it. I love yuo and Katie. Kara “Do you know what she’s talking about? Won’t be good at what?” I look up from the note. “I thought Pansy doesn’t talk to her anymore.” “She doesn’t.” Jasper wipes his brow. When I look more carefully, I see he looks clammy. “Les is on duty right now. I asked her if she has seen Kara. She said she saw her just after one p.m. but said she didn’t want a guard to go with her. She needed alone time to think. No one has seen her since then.” “Jas, you don’t look so good. Are you okay?” I touch the back of my fingers to his forehead. “I must be getting a stomach bug.” He brushes my hand away. “We need to fi
I make phone calls while I speed toward Portland. Mom and Estelle head to Jasper’s to check on him and Katie. Dad goes to my place to make sure Zara isn’t alone for too long. No one has seen or heard from Kara since she left home at one p.m. The sun is already set by the time I get to Portland. It’s been an unseasonably cold day below the freezing point. The air is colder since we are closer to the water. I park on the abandoned street, pull on my coat, and hop out of the Range Rover. The wind bites at my skin, forcing me to pull my collar up and steel myself against the weather. The familiar smells of piss, stale vomit, and a lingering ketamine mixed with rogue werewolves hang heavy in the air. I don’t know why Kara would come back here, but I hope I’m wrong. I hope Les calls and tells me to come home because they found her at the Cozy Up Cafe playing connect the dots on a children’s menu. I grab my work bag out of the trunk and head to the intersection. “Rocky, keep an ear out fo
“No sense in wasting anymore time. Let’s find her and get her to safety.” Reggie points to the building and gives quick instructions. “I’ll start on the top floor and give an audible when I move to the third floor. Milo and Codi will take the perimeter on the first floor and work their way inward, then move to the second floor. You stay near the stairwells and keep an eye and an ear out.” “If you see or hear anything, make some sort of bird sound.” Milo gives me an example by cooing like a pigeon. “Got it.” I make a mental note of how many bird sounds I know. Owl, pigeon, crow, duck… shit. How come I don’t know more about birds? We give Reggie a three-minute head start. Milo and Cordelia follow him in and I go in when I see them through a window on the first level. I let Rocky come forward enough to help me see in the dark building, trying to cover my nose to avoid the smell of shit and body odor inside. As soon as I’m acclimated to the environment, I make my way to the main stairc
Zara’s POV I should have worked faster. I should have done more research, made more calculations, tested on more animals, and insisted we shorten the testing phases. I could have worked longer hours or asked more people for help. Maybe if I had, Kara would still be here. Katie wouldn’t have spent a week in the hospital. Jasper wouldn’t be depressed and Keller wouldn’t think it’s his fault. So many unanswered questions that will probably stay that way. The police believe Kara knew the person who assaulted her, because she didn’t fight back. Either that, or she was too drunk and high to fight back. I don’t want to think about it either way. They took fingerprints off the liquor bottles but couldn’t find a match in their databases. They told Jasper, if she had previously worked as a prostitute, her assailant could have been anyone from her past. Katie doesn’t know the last names of the men she calls ‘Kara’s customers’. Chances are, they use fake first names too, so it doesn’t matter. W
“Katie, no. I-I can’t say yes. No, I’m sorry, Beautiful. Please understand why I can’t let you do this. I can’t lose you too.” Jasper kneels in front of Katie and takes her hands in his, trying to convince her why she shouldn’t take part in the testing. He leans his head on her leggings and gives her a pleading look. “Ask me for anything else. We can go on vacation or I can buy you a new purse, take you to dinner at any restaurant in the city. If you want to get Mister Happy a girlfriend, we’ll go to the animal shelter in the morning. Please don’t ask me to be okay with this.”“You won’t lose me, Jasper. Poppy thinks I should do it and Poppy never thinks I should do anything. She trusts Zara and Estelle. We know they won’t let anything bad happen to us.” Katie takes Jasper’s face in her hands and forces him to look at her. “I’m a sigma, just like all the other girls Zara is trying to help. Just like Kara is… err… was… If I can help other sigmas by taking the medicine first, then I nee
“Hey Pocket, can you come out to the anteroom? Please.” Keller connects through a mind link. “I could really use your help here.”“Um, I’m being summoned.” I ease myself off the sofa and look at Estelle. “Can you handle things here?”“Of course, Baby Girl. Go talk some sense into Jasper.” Estelle pulls Katie closer and rubs her hand on her knee. “We’ll be here talking. Making sure this one understands why Jasper’s mad. Then we’re going to make sure she doesn’t use her ability like that again.”“Okay. Dillon and Orli still have another half hour before they should wake up. I’ll be back by then. Hopefully.” I back out of the room and rush through the hall to the front door. I peek out and find Keller sitting on the floor with Jasper. Jasper is laying flat on his back with his knees bent. He has his sweatshirt pulled over his head so only his dirty blonde hair is sticking out from the top. His hands are over the area where his eyes must be and he is muttering something under his breath,
Keller’s POV “You have the envelope, right?” I glance at Zara as we make our way to Mom and Dad’s house for Orli’s first birthday party. “Keller, for the third time, yes. It’s in the bag with her dress and a change of clothes.” Zara clamps her hands on her knees. “You’re stressing me out. I’ll give you the envelope so you can talk to your parents while I get her out of her dress so she can eat cake. They can look at her birthmark before we sing happy birthday. She’ll only be wearing a diaper for that, then I need to wash her up for the tail end of the party.” I turn onto the driveway and slow down, trying to prolong our arrival. “Why are you slowing down?” Zara turns in her seat and crosses her arms. “Just trying to be safe. That’s what you always tell me to do when the kids are in the car, right?” I give her a wide grin, but she’s not falling for it. “Keller, if you would have forgiven Mom months ago, this wouldn’t be as big a deal as you’re making it out to be.” She shakes her
“Keller, Mom said you have something you wanted to talk about?” Dad pulls me aside while everyone is eating at the picnic tables Mom has rented and arranged around the backyard. “Is Orli okay? I need to know now, because if I need to be prepared for that kind of shit. Your mother may act like she’s okay, but she’ll fall apart if something happened to that little girl.” “Orli is fine Dad.” I pull him to the patio near the grill before he makes a scene. “Nothing but good news today. If anything, you’re going to have to deflate Mom’s ego.” “What the Hell are you talking about, my boy?” Dad tilts his head and uses his most serious tone. “I’m being serious.” “I am too, Dad. Have another burger and enjoy the party.” I clap him on the shoulder and grin. “While everyone is getting ready to watch Orli eat her cake, we will explain what’s going on. Marco and his wife are going to help, because his wife was the one who did all the research. She will probably be able to explain better than any