Shane shifted in the waiting room chair. Air hissed out of a pinprick hole on the right side of the vinyl cushion. He leaned left for a second longer this time, then shifted back. The hiss was a little louder. Where was the air getting into the cushion? Certainly not
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Archive for November, 2009
“–attempted break-in at 3:30 this morning. Security Captain Teague MacKenzie–”
Shane groaned and rolled over on the couch. The perky newscaster’s voice wasn’t helping his headache.
“–one suspect into custody,” a man’s Scottish-accented voice said. “We are using every tool at our disposal to track down accomplices–”
Shane barked a laugh, which also didn’t help his
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Waves of unease from the other side of her office door broke Addison’s concentration. Sighing, she looked up from the satellite imagery glowing on her computer monitor as Koral rapped on the door. “Come.”
Koral, cool and composed, opened the door enough to fit her slim frame. “A Ms. Flores would like to
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Svetlana considered the time between assignments something of a personal purgatory. She didn’t define herself by her work, but racquetball, knitting and art classes didn’t fill her up. Caring for children was that last little piece that she needed. Svetlana had a way with children; the agency knew it and
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Teague grimaced as bitterness coated his tongue and poured down his throat. He frowned at the tan fluid in the Styrofoam cup, then looked up at Sydney. The commissary clerk tried to hide a grin. “People drink this on a regular basis?”
The heavyset woman gave Teague a sympathetic smile. “I warned you that two
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In his imagination Shane had killed Joon Ri dozens of times. Sometimes he’d bring her back just to kill her again. But in reality the woman lived. She was the monkey on his back, stomach, or any other part of him that she wanted. Between her knowledge about his screwed-up attachment to Harris and her
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Seven weeks after his prism had been stolen Shane was barely making it through the day. If not for his alien side he wouldn’t have been able to wear an efficient, competent facade at the lab. Joon’s vacation wasn’t the problem. It was working on Jake’s crystal, which now was destined to become his
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