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replacing a pair of jeans that I threw away because I got arrested, and I didn’t want to wear them again. And that the guy who’d used me for far too long was getting married to some snob of a girl his parents are sure to adore.” Addison sighs. “But Dean… I mean. I didn’t get it, you know? People in love. And now? I’d do anything for him. Well, and I didn’t expect to be chased by the guys my dad works for either. All Dad’s work stuff seemed so far removed from my life.” Sadness pulls her face into another frown, and I’ve held on to both her and on to Landon trying to use their energy to find her dad, and don’t see him. He helped Dean and Addison find us, and we’re not sure how The Middle Men would have dealt with that.
    Just because I can’t see him in our future doesn’t mean he’s dead, but that’s enough to weigh Addison down. It weighs me down, too, as I get closer to her.
    “Dean would do anything for you.” I know it because I’ve felt it, from both of them.
    “And so would Landon,” Addison says, her fine features more relaxed than I’ve seen in weeks.
    As much as being in as busy a place as Nassau makes me nervous, I think it gives her a sense of stability. She’s a whiz at navigation, but she misses the city.
    I could boat for days at a time without sight of land and be fine. But Addison and Dean have spent most their lives touching people so they could use their gift, and I’ve spent more of my life avoiding people so mine didn’t overwhelm me.
    “What do you think is going to happen with all of this?” she asks quietly.
    “I don’t know.” Mostly I just don’t want to be caught, but I’m afraid to say that out loud. Addison is a million times stronger than she thinks she is, and hopefully that won’t be tested until she’s ready. But for how little control we have over our situation, I can’t imagine that’ll be the case.
    Landon steps into the boat from the back deck. “See anything, babe?” he asks.
    I close my eyes and try to concentrate on the island, our surroundings, on each of us. Landon’s hand closes itself over mine, and just like always I feel this rush of energy and then try to slow the pictures down so I can focus on now and what might be coming later today or tomorrow, or…
    “I see those two people again. From the little boat.” I’m trying to catch surroundings now. Find the little parts of the picture.
    “What are they doing? Do you know where they are?” Dean asks.
    He’s such a planner. I love this about Dean, but it sometimes makes him a bit high energy for me.
    “They’re…dancing at an outdoor club or café.” I open my eyes again but keep Landon’s hand in mine.
    Dean and Landon exchange a surprised look. Guess they thought we’d be hunted down with guns or spears or something.
    “What?” Addison’s immediately tense. She hates being left out of things. So do I, but the guys always catch us up on what they’re planning, and Addison normally shoots them down and forces us all into a version of their plan that makes sense. It’s worked so far.
    “First, Micah.” Dean’s dark eyes find mine across the table, almost desperate looking. “Do you see any of the other Middle Men? Anything that could show we’re walking int o some kind of trap?”
    “He’s being paranoid.” Landon shakes his head.
    “Paranoid is good.” Addison gives Dean a small smile.
    “Paranoid is definitely good,” I agree.
    “I think we’re going to need a Seeker,” Landon starts. “Someone from each gift.”
    “And how do you plan to get one?” I ask, suddenly wondering if I am right in that we don’t have any more Middle Men than the two young ones in our near future. Maybe they know how to play with my visions like Landon can play with both their equipment and their talents, and The Middle Men will be waiting for us on every corner. Even the younger people wouldn’t know about that. Maybe. And why do we need someone from every gift? Just