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sensations.
    Victory felt a whisper of electricity run the length of her spine. She paused. She didn’t hear a specific conversation and yet she could feel a conversation; this was new- what kind of sensation was this? Slowing her pace she glanced around, surveying her surroundings. People seemed to be going about their business, grooming dogs, or talking with friends. For one brief instant she saw the back of a massively built man with jet black hair; her attention had been drawn to him, but in the blink of an eye he was gone out the door. “Geez, now I’m really getting jumpy,” she muttered to herself.
    “Wyatt, she knows I’m here.” Tristan’s thoughts pushed to reach for his brother as he turned and left the building.
    “She can’t possibly know you are there, you said no one was there when you found Jeffery. How would she even know to look for you?” Wyatt responded.
    “I didn’t see anyone. She wasn’t there by the time I reached the scene. Nevertheless, when you and I first communicated I watched her pace visibly slow as she scanned the area.”
    “Really. That’s interesting. Could be no more than women’s intuition.”
    “I’m not so sure. It seemed like more than that. Get Jack to use those cyber skills of his and do some more digging, see if he can find anything more on Victory Winters. I think she may have telepathic skills.”
    “I’ll get him right on it, but in the mean time watch yourself,” Wyatt warned.

FOUR

    Payton stared at Victory in disbelief, tears trickling down her cheeks. “Poor Jeffery. Are you okay? I can’t believe it. I spoke to him about one of my research projects only last week.”
    “Maybe I should have called the police. But seeing Detective Howard there really spooked me. I wouldn’t know who I could trust.” Victory said.
    “No, Victory. You did the right thing. You have no idea who else might be involved in this, or how high up the ladder this goes. You left the scene. You could be a suspect as far as the police are concerned. No. Whoever these men are, they are dangerous. They didn’t see you, so you are safe. There’s nothing you can do for Jeffery now. Contact the police and you could find yourself in real trouble. Getting away for awhile and leaving town was the best idea.” Payton rambled on, trying to soothe her own mind.
    “Detective Howard was the officer that interviewed all the department heads after my work colleague Lisa was found murdered in the company parking garage. That can’t be a coincidence. Somehow these two events must be connected.” Victory slumped in one corner of the sofa. Her big red Doberman Dax laid next to her, resting his head on her leg and staring up at her soulfully with his infinite dark chocolate eyes. She ran her hand down his head and neck then started rubbing his ears, his velvety soft coat flowing under her hand. This constant connection with him helped her to get through the horrors of the past few days.
    “I keep playing out what you told me in my head, over and over again. I can’t believe Jeffery is gone,” Payton said.
    “I know what you mean,” Victory said as tears again welled up in her eyes, making it difficult to focus on Dax’s ears. “I wish he would have given me more details on the phone, but I guess I’ll never know how I could have helped him. I can’t believe he would have willingly been involved in anything so dangerous. Associating with those men, that wasn’t the Jeffery I knew.” She wiped at her wet cheeks. “I realize it’s been five years since we last saw one another, but at one time I believed with all my heart that Jeffery was the one.”
    ”He hadn’t changed that much. He didn’t know how dangerous those men were,” Payton said. She sat quietly for a moment watching her sister stroke Dax. “Dax really missed you this time, Sis. He’s been sitting by the door for hours looking out at the yard and waiting for you to come home.” Payton whispered trying to ease the