other powers? Super strength or anything?â
I laughed. âOh, yeah. Absolutely. Thatâs why I nearly got killed by a room full of vamps yesterday. Because Iâm such an awesome fighter.â He looked confused. I rolled my eyes. âNo, I donât have any powers. Iâm normal, I can just see a little better than your average person.â I didnât explain that I could see through all glamours, since that was classified information.
âHow did they find you?â
âLong story. Or not so long. Just boring. Iâve been heresince I was eight. Thereâs this whole international treaty that Iâm pretty much the star of.â
âSo they own you.â
âNo! They donât own me.â
âSo you can leave any time you want?â
I gave him a funny look. âWhy would I want to leave?â
âI donât knowâit just seems like you arenât veryâ¦happy.â
âIâm plenty happy!â I said, frowning. âBesides, I do a lot of good. Iâve neuteredââ He looked horrified, and I quickly corrected. âNeutralized! Like, made hundreds of vampires harmless over the last few years, identified werewolves before they could hurt themselves or others, helped track down a troll colony, and done countless other things to make the world a safer and more organized place.â Had I just said I made the world a more organized place? Wow. Lame.
âCould you leave if you wanted to?â
I shrugged, uncomfortable with the topic. I had been pretty happy here for a long time, but ever since Reth, Iâd been wondering more and more what my options wereâand kind of worrying that I didnât have any. It was easier not to think about it. No one else ever brought it up, and hearing it so bluntly from Lend made my stomach clench. âI donât know. Itâs safer for me here.â
âSafer for you, or safer for them?â
âJust drop it, would you? This is my job, my life. Iâm fine with it.â
He held up his hands. âSorry. It just seems to me like youâre more of a possession than an employee.â
âThey canât hold humans,â I snapped. âUnder international regulations theyâre only allowed to detain or monitor paranormals.â
He gave me that look again, the one he was so good at. I watched his water eyes; they were sad. âEvie, you arenât exactly normal.â
Standing up in a huff, I gathered my magazines and pulled my mini-video player from his hands. âAt least I know what I look like.â I stormed out of his room, furious.
Halfway down the hall I slumped against the wall, barely able to breathe. He was exactly right.
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S tupid , stupid, stupid,â I muttered as I stomped down the halls. I wasnât sure what exactly was stupid, but it seemed like a lot of things were lately. Lend, for one, with his dumb questions, making me think about stuff Iâd rather not. I stopped in front of Raquelâs office. She needed to believe me about Reth, do something about the command Iâd given him. She still thought that faeries didnât care about humans at all. Sure, she knew the histories, how they kidnapped mortals to take to their realm and dance (yeah, itâs as weird as it sounds), but since IPCA gave their faeries a named command not to, they figured it was a non-issue now.
I knocked and the door slid open. Raquel was standing at her desk, gathering papers and looking tired and stressed out. âWhat is it, Evie? Iâm due back in five minutes.â
I walked in and sat down, scowling at her desk. I was all set to tell her about Reth, using as evidence the creepy comments Fehl had made about me being his, but when I opened my mouth the first thing that came out was, âWhat if I want to leave?â
She looked surprised. âWhat do you mean?â
âI mean, what if I quit? What if Iâm tired of
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