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it.”
    “Of course,” Tristan replied in a casual tone, but Faith felt his impatience.
    “Miss Meyers, you must be tired,” Jonathan said.  “It’s nearly midnight, Badia time.  Why don’t you go get some sleep?”
    Faith glanced at Tristan to see how he felt about that, but he seemed to be ignoring her.  “I think I will,” she said after a moment.  “Call me if you need me for anything.”
    “Of course,” Jonathan replied.  Faith gave him a tiny, almost smile before leaving.  Twenty minutes later, she checked the lock on the cabin door one last time, then climbed into bed and turned off the light.  The bed was even more comfortable than she’d expected, which was a nice surprise.  It had been a very long day and she was physically, mentally, and emotionally exhausted, so it took only moments for her to go to sleep.
    “Hey Faith, you ready to go?”
    Faith turned to smile at Cinthy Kick, the only friend she’d made at the museum since starting her student internship a few months earlier.  Most of the regular employees were far older than herself, and so serious all the time that Faith didn’t know how they managed to keep themselves awake throughout the day.  The other interns were younger versions of their permanent counterparts who spent their spare time staring at the art on the walls, which Faith didn’t understand.  It wasn’t like anything was going to change.  A five-hundred year old painting of something called a can of soup wasn’t going to look any different today than it had five hundred years ago.  Luckily, she only spent two days a week at the museum, guiding groups of school kids through a set series of exhibits.  The kids were always fun, which was the only reason she kept the job.
    “I just need to get my purse,” Faith replied as she walked toward her locker.  “Where we going tonight?”
    “How about Club Bruno?” Cinthy asked.
    “That’s fine,” Faith said with a shrug as she grabbed her purse and closed her locker. 
    “Sometimes, Faith, I think you’re too easy going,” Cinthy said with a laugh.
    “Now you sound like my sister,” Faith said.  “She’s always telling me that I need to grow up and find something I care about enough to take seriously.”
    “I always thought identical twins were alike inside as well as out,” Cinthy said. 
    “Not hardly,” Faith replied with a grin.  “About the only thing Grace and I have in common is our reflections.”
    “Too bad,” Cinthy said.  “My brother and I have lots in common and we aren’t even the same sex.  Speaking of Eric, I need to run down to the basement real quick before we go.  I have something I forgot to give him.  I won’t be long.”
    “You want me to come with you?” Faith offered.  Cinthy’s older brother, who worked at the museum as head guard, possessed the masculine version of his sister’s beauty.  He was always a treat to look at.
    “No, thanks, Faith.  Why don’t you wait in the lounge?  I’ll just be a few minutes.”  She turned and hurried away before Faith could argue.  Faith watched after her for a moment, then turned and wandered toward the employee lounge, her shoulders slumped in disappointment. 
    Forty minutes later Faith was trying to decide if it would be rude to go ahead to Club Bruno on her own.  She’d tried voxing Cinthy, but her vox was either turned off, or she was ignoring it.  She had just decided to try one last time before leaving when the lounge door opened.  Faith looked up, expecting to see Cinthy, but it was her supervisor, Julie Henders.
    “Hello Faith,” Mrs. Henders said.  “Why are you still here?”
    “I’m waiting on Cinthy Kick,” Faith replied.  “She went down to the Basement to talk to Eric.”
     “Thank goodness she’s still in the building,” Mrs. Henders said with obvious relief. 
    “Is something wrong?” Faith asked.
    “She checked out a vault key and forgot to return it again,” Julie said.  “I