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up at him. “And I declined to answer, seeing as you’re not my mother or the Gov.”
    I want to slap the smirk of his face. Either that or kiss it off. The wayward thought makes me blink, remembering in vivid detail the feeling of his lips on mine. I give my head a tiny shake.
    No, Wisdom’s lips on mine. Not this acerbic jerk who wants to play God or something. The man calling himself Jameson lifts his hands soothingly.
    “Hey, calm down will ya? This isn’t the safest neighborhood and I was…uh…” he searches for the right word, “Concerned.”
    “Sure you were.” A peal of laughter escapes, I’m unable to keep it in. “If it’s such a bad neighborhood, what are you doing here?”
    He opens his mouth but closes it again before any sound can come out. It’s like he doesn’t have an answer.
    “I was just… in the neighborhood,” he finishes lamely. He looks around and I feel like he’s waking up from a dream or something, and just realizing where he is. My brow furrows and I scowl.
    “Dude. What’s going on? Are you high or something?”
    He looks startled. “What? No. I’m not that stupid .”
    Could have fooled me. It almost comes out, but I bite my tongue. “Right.”
    “I heard you. Singing out there.” He gestures toward the park. “Did you write that?”
    His abrupt change in conversation direction jerks me around like whiplash. “What?”
    “Did you write that song?” he asks again, his tone infuriatingly patient.
    “Yeah, so what?” I hate how rude I’m being but something in him just makes me crazy.
    “I liked it. Where do you get inspiration for your songs?”
    His words almost stop my heart. I can’t breathe. My eyes close and for a moment I’m transported back to that smoky dive bar, with Wisdom. He’s standing in front of me, those beautiful eyes piercing me down to my soul, asking me about inspiration.
    I open my eyes again and Jameson is staring at me. In my head, they are one and the same, but Sierra assured me I was dreaming that day. That I’ve never met anyone name Wisdom. Yet his name escapes my lips.
    “Wisdom.”
    Jameson looks like he’s been punched in the gut. He takes a step back, clearing his throat. “Listen lady, stop calling me that. My name’s Jameson.” He glances down at the CP in his hand. “I gotta go, see ya.”
    With that, he’s walking past me, his steps swift and sure. I turn and track his progress, staring at his back. I want to call out to him to stop, but I can’t. I’m frozen there. Stuck somewhere between a dream and reality.

Chapter 12
    J AMESON

    M y pulse is pounding and I feel sick to my stomach as I all but run away from her. What is going on? It’s like I’m being drawn to every place that Aria is. It’s really starting to freak me out—like I have no control over my own actions.
    Rounding the corner where my motorbike is parked, I hop on and head toward the heart of the city. I’m supposed to meet up with my handler in a little over two hours but Drew has tried to call me at least three times in the last fifteen minutes. I can’t ignore her much longer.
    The low hum of the bike is drowned out by my helmet and I voice command a call to Drew. She answers before the first ring finishes.
    “Finally! Where the heck have you been J?”
    “Sorry.” How do I explain that I’m drawn to this girl like a moth to a flame? I’m a better operative than that. I decide to go noncommittal. “I was busy.”
    “Really. No duh. Okay, whatever, just knock it off will you? This is serious.”
    Her tone scares me. I frown, revving my bike faster. Drew is anything but dramatic. “What’s up, D?”
    “Someone’s been looking into you.”
    Her tone is sharp, making her words reverberate through my helmet. “What?”
    She sighs impatiently. “Someone is actively seeking you out and I know that because they were searching for the name Wisdom . I couldn’t be sure who it was, just some random messages on the boards, but I’m pretty