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beyond stopping it. In some ways, she supposed it wasn’t as
bad as it had been since she’d first sought Shayne Savage out. At least now she
dreamed of having someone to help her, someone she could turn to when the demon
who called himself Onyx invaded her dreams.
          She
didn’t doubt that it was the fact that Shayne monitored her when she slept that
she’d gained that much of a sense of security, but realistically, she knew it
couldn’t continue as it had indefinitely. Sooner or later Shayne would throw up
his hands in defeat and leave her to her own devises--or maybe even just give
up and try to have her committed.
          She
desperately needed a solution to the problem or she really was going to go
nuts.
          It had
occurred to her, more than once, that it might already be too late. She’d begun
to feel as if she was being followed whenever she went out. She never actually
saw anyone, but the feeling of being watched persisted. She’d considered
mentioning it to Shayne several times, but each time she’d been on the verge of
mentioning it, she had dismissed the temptation.
          It had
all the earmarks of paranoia.
          He
didn’t seem to think she was crazy and she rather thought she would prefer to
keep it that way.
          She
didn’t want to end up like her mother had.
          After she’d
checked her watch about a dozen times in thirty minutes, she got out of the car
and paced for a while, trying to focus on her problem rather than her anxiety
about whether Shayne would manage to pull off his break in. When she’d walked
off some of her excess nervous energy, she settled on the hood of the car and
stared up at the night sky.
          The
dreams, she realized, had become more solidly threatening since she’d begun
seeing Shayne for sleep therapy--more real and less dreamlike. She wondered if
there was a connection or if it would have happened regardless. It seemed to
her that she’d already been heading in that direction–which was why she’d
sought his help to start with but she couldn’t help but wonder about the way it
seemed to have accelerated just within the last few weeks.
          She’d
been dreaming for years. Up until recently they had only been disturbing, but
almost as soon as she’d started seeing Shayne about the problem, the dreams had
become to manifest physical after effects. Was there a connection? Or was it
only coincidence?
          Or was
it connected to something else that had happened in her life?
          What if
she wasn’t being paranoid about being followed?
          She
hadn’t considered that before, but she realized that that sense of being
watched and followed had begun after they’d visited the orphanage. Was it only a guilty conscience that made her feel it, or had she
triggered something by going back--something in the real world.
          The
hostility she’d felt when she’d tried to get the records wasn’t something she’d
imagined, not the determination to keep her from learning what was in the file.
It was about her, after all. Apart from pure meanness, why might old Townsend
want to keep the information from her? Particularly when there didn’t seem to
be anything especially important in the file.
          Except the information about her origins.
          And, now
that she thought about it, Shayne was strangely focused on her origins.
          She’d
thought he was just downplaying her mother’s claims of having been impregnated
by a demon, but surely he’d taken that information in stride surprisingly
easily … and become more determined than ever to find out what he could about
her birth parents.
          If she
set aside her fear that she was losing her mind, what did that leave her with?
          Her
mother was telling the truth and either hadn’t been able to handle it and had
been locked away, or she’d been locked away for another reason entirely … to
keep her