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options, not because they believed in the government. By that time, though, Fulsom was Sloane’s partner and Fulsom was very good at getting answers. They learned that West Virginia was a huge facility that researched and studied the fae to discover just how big a threat they might be to humans. Sloane also found out that the kid he’d sent there on a vacation, for his protection, had died there during an unnecessarily invasive test. On public record, his death was listed as a car accident, but Sloane discovered the truth using his clearance codes and Fulsom’s charm.
    That was really the beginning of the end for Sloane. He understood, for the first time, just how expendable the US government felt the fae were. When he brought in a single mother who’d killed a man with her bare hands after he’d broken into her home, Sloane knew what would happen to her. He did everything he could to keep her out of West Virginia. Fulsom switched her blood samples and Sloane went easy on her in the interrogation, but it hadn’t made any difference in the end. The woman was sent to West Virginia and her children were placed in foster care. He checked up on her kids when he could and made sure they were placed with a good family, but they’d been registered as potentially dangerous fae, and there was only so much he could do. He started to truly hate his government and his job that day.
    He should have known better with Liza, and it was his job to get her out of it if he could. In order to do that, he couldn’t let anyone who might be watching, through the glass or the cameras, know he believed her story. It was better to let them think she was involved with someone who knew about the missing mermaid, then to let them find out she was fae.
    “And you expect me to believe that you never heard the name Louella somewhere else? That you dreamed of a woman you’d never met?” Sloane stood and slammed his hands down on the table. Liza jumped at the sudden sound, and glared at him, but there was heat even in her glare and he liked it so much he almost smiled. Instead, he glared right back at her, got in her face, so that the cameras couldn’t see his own and he mouthed the words, Lie to me . Liza looked confused for only a moment and then her face cleared, but she didn’t stop glaring.
    “I agree, it doesn’t make sense. I never have more than one dream about a death, and–”
    Sloane shook his head so slightly that it would be barely perceptible to the cameras, but Liza caught it.
    She paused for the briefest moment before continuing her story. “I mean, I’ve never been able to prove that my dreams about death were real, they just feel so real.” She waited until Sloane gave her a tiny nod. “It might have just been a nightmare caused by seeing that poor woman on the beach and the name…” she tapped her chin. “I wait tables and there was someone, someone was talking about a woman named Louella who’d died in a car accident last summer. I’d completely forgotten about that until you intimidated it out of me.” She smirked at Sloane, teasing him. He growled at her in a tone so low the camera mikes wouldn’t catch it. Liza’s breath hitched at the sound and a smile tickled the corners of her mouth for just a moment, before she returned to glaring. “The nightmare was just so vivid, and I wanted to help that poor woman on the beach. I was wrong. I’m sorry if I wasted your time.”
    “That’s funny,” Sloane said, his voice gruff and as angry as he could make it. Even though anger was the last thing he felt facing down that woman. “There’s a woman missing right now and her name is Louella. She vanished from the same costume party as the dead woman on the beach. You expect me to believe it’s just a coincidence that you knew her name.”
    Liza’s eyes widened at that information. But a knock stopped the interrogation. Sloane straightened and went to the door, hoping his attraction to Liza wasn’t as physically