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out there—unless of course you were Dax. I still hadn’t figured that one out. “That, and how are you taking the Kale situation?”
    I pulled a hoodie over my T-shirt and sank onto the bed. “There’s nothing yet,” I said in response to the Supremacy question, even though I was pretty sure it was a lie. I’d stubbed my toe that morning and screamed like a baby because it’d hurt so badly, but the other night when Kiernan slashed me, I hadn’t felt a thing. It seemed to be sporadic—and I didn’t know if that was good or bad. “As for Kale, I’m dealing. It hurt seeing him like that. The way he was talking—it was hard. But I’m going to fix it. He’s in there—I know it. I’ll make this right.”
    She tossed the shirt into the pile of dirty clothes on the floor. “And if you can’t?”
    I lifted my head and met her gaze head-on. “That’s just not an option for me.”
    A small smile tugged at the edges of her lips. She nodded, and right before she turned, said, “That’s my girl.”
    “Hey,” I called as she disappeared around the corner. I’d almost forgotten the reason I’d called her in.
    “Yes?”
    “That list. The one Brandt gave us with the Supremacy names. Where is it?”
    “Why?”
    I shrugged and tried to play it cool. “No reason. Thought maybe I could take a peek. See what’s ahead. Might help to get an idea of who else is still out there and what we’ll be up against.”
    And just like someone flipped a switch, Mom’s demeanor changed. She went from normal Mom to I-have-a-secret Mom. It’d taken me a while, but I finally had her moods down—not that there were many. “Ginger has it. She’s keeping the names a secret for now.”
    “Really,” I said, folding my arms.
    She started inching to the right. “I have to find Dax. I promised I’d spar with him.” If I’d blinked, I would have missed it. She was gone.
    “You’d think she’d know better by now,” I said to myself. I mean, she’d basically dared me to go find the thing. If Ginger was keeping the names a secret, then there had to be a reason. I had a duty to myself—and to the other Supremacy kids—to find out what that reason was.
    I waited a few minutes to be sure Mom was gone before heading out of my room and down the main hall.
    Dax was our own resident Bruce Wayne Six, and he had financed the entire underground community to keep us safe. I didn’t know it when I first met him, but apparently Dax had money. Lots of it. And at the rate we brought in new blood, we’d have to expand soon. That is, unless some of us started dropping off.
    I hurried through the pool room, pinching my nose against the stench—I’d never liked the smell of chlorine—and made my way toward Ginger’s room. She was at the end of the hall, away from everyone else. She said it was because she liked the quiet, but if you asked Dax, he put her there because she snored loudly enough to wake the entire complex.
    When I got to Ginger’s door, I leaned close and held my breath, pressing my ear up against the wood. I counted to ten and waited. Nothing. The room was empty. Good. Next step—getting inside. The door was locked, of course, but something as silly as a lock hadn’t stopped me since my ability surged.
    Truthfully, a locked door had never stopped me.
    “Dez, right?”
    I whirled around, guilty, and found myself face-to-face with a brunette girl. “Um, hello, person who I’ve never met. I’m not doing anything wrong.”
    She extended her hand, smiling. “Oookay. I’m LuAnn—call me Lu, though. I saw you come down this way and I wanted to say hello. Your mama just brought me in. She was with that really handsome man.”
    “Dax.” I nodded. “But hands off. They’re kind of a thing.” A quick glance over my shoulder told me the coast was still clear, but standing here out in the hallway—in front of Ginger’s room—probably wasn’t the best idea. “So how did you know who I was?”
    “You look just like

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