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didn’t take his eyes off him as he passed. His eyes followed the man past him and through the front door and even outside, onto the street. I saw the amber-eyed man watching him as well...saw him wink at the black-haired man through the window before he disappeared down the sidewalk, past the edge of the building.
    Before I could wrap my head around what had just happened, the black-haired man walked directly up to where I stood. His colorless eyes met mine.
    “We’re leaving,” he said. “Now, Allie.”
    When I didn’t move, only stared, the black-haired man grabbed my arm.
    “Allie.” His voice was a growl. “Now.”
    Before I could bring my eyes back into focus, Jon appeared at my side. He had his hand on the other man’s forearm even as he inserted his entire body between us. Jon’s voice came out quiet but firm, not an ounce of compromise in his words.
    “Let go of her, man. Now. Step back.”
    I saw the black-haired man look at Jon.
    “Jon,” he said. “I won’t hurt her. But I need to get her out.”
    I saw Jon’s eyes widen in surprise, right before they blurred, growing less clear. The black-haired man focused back on me.
    We don’t have much time.
    I stared up at him, feeling a cold wash of fear when I realized I’d heard his words from inside my mind, not with my ears. His mouth hadn’t moved.
    Allie! I know you can hear me! You have to come with me. Do you want to spend the rest of your life in a cage? Wearing a collar? That man who just left here. He knows what you are.
    More fear coursed up my spine.
    What I am? What the hell was he talking about?
    Allie! They can’t hear me! Only you can...what does that tell you?
    Cass ran up at the same moment. “Allie! What is going on?”
    The black-haired man looked at her. As he did, his concentration on me and Jon seemed to break. Jon’s eyes cleared in the same instant. He stepped forward once they had, as if remembering where he was.
    His mouth hardened into a line as he grabbed ahold of my wrist.
    “Al...get away from this guy! Right now.”
    Confusion twisted my stomach in knots. I tried to think through the fear I saw in Jon’s eyes, the worry I saw on Cass’s face...but the black-haired man’s words resonated somewhere in my mind, and I knew suddenly, that I believed him. Without understand at all what he was talking about, I believed him that I was in danger.
    I couldn’t stay here.
    Memories swam forward, worsening that ache in my gut.
    They’d tested my blood a few hundred times when I was a kid. It always came up human. Always. They’d only done it so many times because of how I’d been found, my parents assured me, and the fact that they couldn’t trace my biological parents, despite the record-keeping processes now in place. An unregistered baby found under an overpass in the middle of a major city like San Francisco had been big news...they had to be sure, my mom explained. It had been suspicious that they couldn’t trace my parents through my DNA. All people were registered at birth now––human and seer. Pretty much everyone had a DNA record on file.
    So they had to check, my mom said. They had to be sure.
    But my blood was human. They verified it, re-verified it. There was no question what I was.
    I was 100% human being.
    The doubt lingered. I remembered feeling my father’s fear...
    I couldn’t go there again. I couldn’t.
    When Jon yanked on my arm, I didn’t think.
    A part of me reached out, seemingly on its own. It happened so fast there was no thought behind it, nothing that made sense. It felt more like a reflex than anything I did consciously. A folding sensation started somewhere deep inside my mind...as if a part of me collapsed like a telescope, pulling me along with it.
    I exhaled it out, flexing a muscle I didn’t know I had...
    ...and then Jon was all the way across the room.
    I couldn’t remember raising a hand, any part of me––and the black-haired man hadn’t moved from where he stood by my