Seeing (Return of the Nine)

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trail and the Nine are agreeable, we can get someone to go looking for them.” Vida swayed.
    “How were you injured, Vida?”
    “Oh, I was shot with a bolt gun by a serial killer.” She smiled. “I saw her and I found her.”
    The housekeeper was standing by; she said, “The news reports did mention a murderer with a surviving victim. No mention was made of this woman, though.”
    Daphne snorted. “They never mention Vida. She and I were in primary and secondary school together. She could find me no matter where I hid. She could always see me, even if her eyes were closed.”
    Vida leaned back and closed her eyes. “Can you make arrangements for me to visit the mother ship? I need to be up there. I need to see.”
    The images of the two women in the room nodded to each other as if they thought she was asleep. Vida relaxed in the chair as they tiptoed from the room.
    She was where she needed to be. The embassy was the best bet to get to the mother ship. Daphne also knew who she was and what her talent was. If anyone could plead her case, it would be the ambassador’s wife.
    For now, she would rest and heal. Everything else would happen as it was meant to.
     
    Hours later, she saw Daphne come in with a man whose body was outlined in deep green. Their connection was obvious.
    “Are you sure she can do what you say she can do?”
    Vida sighed. “If that is a whisper, you need to work on your covert voices. Your Gaian speech is excellent, Ambassador.”
    She saw his body jerk in surprise.
    He moved around the room in silence, and she smiled, “If you are going to jump out that window, you might want to open it first.”
    “You really can see through your eyelids.”
    She blinked slowly, adjusting to the dimness in the room. “Sort of. I can see the energy of living creatures and track them back by the trail they have left behind. I can see it. I have always been able to see it. I have always been able to spot Daphne as well.”
    Daphne turned on a light. “The better Vida knows you, the faster she can find you.”
    Vida stretched slowly, not wanting to tear the patches on her shoulder. “In your case, Ambassador, I used your connection to Daphne.”
    He smiled and sat nearby. “I am pleased to meet you, Vida Senior. Call me Apolan.”
    “Apolan then. Call me Vida. Has Daphne explained what I am after?”
    “The Tokkel ship with your people on it. Some of the first ones to be taken just as we arrived.”
    “I am not looking for the ship. I am looking for my parents.” She sat up and gave him a serious look, only slightly marred by her flinch.
    He scowled. “Surely, if you find one, you find the other.”
    “I really doubt that they will still be on a ship.” She scowled. “If I can find their path, I can find them.”
    Daphne cleared her throat. “You might need someone a little more aggressive for the retrieval mission.”
    “If I can find the path, I will call Ianka. They are her parents, too.”
    “Right. Ula has been working on a probe. This might just be the missing piece of the puzzle.”
    Vida smiled. “Is that where she went? I have been missing the sight of her in the sky.”
    Apolan frowned, “You were shot.”
    She shrugged with her good shoulder. “I got in the way of a bolt gun. It won. I can’t really see inanimate objects in someone’s hand unless they always use them.”
    “What use have you put your talent to?” Apolan smiled politely.
    Daphne grinned, “She rescues miners, finds lost children and tracks down the elderly who have wandered off.”
    “Day or night?”
    Daphne snickered and waved for Vida to explain.
    “I do my best seeing when my eyes are bound during daylight. At night, it is fine, but during the day, the multiple images cause me to lose focus.”
    “Bound?”
    “Yeah, I keep a swath of fabric to tie my eyes shut. It helps me see nothing but the traces left behind by people.”
    “What about the buildings?”
    “Well, I have noticed that living beings tend

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