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this is not a dream. You are awake, mostly anyway, at the moment. We are at the base, where you will be questioned. Depending on your answers, you will either get a pass or fail. Be very careful with my boss. He doesn’t like humor, or smartasses, either.”
    Why couldn’t the dream Demaratus be the one that she was waking to? The one from her dreams comforted her. He kept her safe and he cared for her and didn’t question her every motive and move. “Sounds like a very dull boy.” Holly smirked. “Humor is good for the blood, keeps it pumping or something like that.” She was scared shitless and her way of dealing with that was by talking. “And I’ve never been good with tests.”
    He gave a hum of sound as he continued to stride along the really long hallway. When they reached an intersection, he swung left and headed down a few doors. Finally, he stopped, let her legs drop, and unlocked one using a code she couldn’t see, since he’d moved to keep her view blocked. It didn’t even have sound, so she couldn’t figure it out that way. Pushing the door open, he waved her in, reaching past her to turn the lights on inside what appeared to be a very comfortable and homey apartment or condo.
    “This is nice,” she said as she looked around. She walked away from Demaratus to stand before a painting of an ancient Grecian vista. “I’ve dreamed of this place. Tall grasses surrounded it, trees, and the sounds of quiet. I know, odd, but I swear that the quiet there had a sound. How is that?”
    “Nothing out in nature is ever truly quiet.” He moved past her up a short hallway and pushed another door open at the end. “This way,” he called to her.
    She moved with him, studying things as they walked along. “Where are we, anyway? Who is your boss? This definitely isn’t military. It’s more homey than that. Wait, shit, I didn’t accidentally hack the mob, did I?”
    “We’re in my suite of rooms. This is the bedroom. The bathroom is through there, if you were interested in cleaning up. My boss is in a meeting right now but will let me know when he’s free. You probably have about ten minutes.”
    “Oh God, I did hack the mob, didn’t I? I really don’t remember doing that.” She was in so much trouble right now. If she had been able to get into one of the family’s systems, then she would never again see the light of day. Crap.
    “We’re not the mob.” Rolling his eyes, Demaratus muttered under his breath in that same language he’d used with the blond guy at her place. Ushering her into the bathroom, he showed her where the towels were and a new toothbrush if she felt like cleaning her teeth. Stepping out, he pulled the door mostly closed. “We’re much worse than the mob ever could be,” he added.
    “Oh great, you even have the freaking accent,” she grumbled. “Seriously, I haven’t done anything really too bad.” Okay, so she might have put out some crooked companies’ information for the police to find, but she really hoped that wasn’t what this was about.
    He was waiting for her in the bedroom when she finally exited. Feet apart, hands behind his back, he was staring right at her. “Feeling better now?” he asked.
    “I would feel even better if I knew that I would get out of this alive.” She walked toward him and reached out tentatively so she could touch him. “I feel like I’ve done this before. How do I know your name? I know that I do. You are Demaratus. I’ve dreamed of you for years. Why? You have to know, because I’m clueless on this right now.”
    His gaze dropped to where her hand rested on his chest, and he shook his head. “Until this morning, I’ve never seen you before. You seem to know me, but I’m sorry to say that I know absolutely nothing about you.”
    “Oh.” She moved back a step, allowing her arm to drop. Holly shoved her hands into her pockets and walked back to the painting on the wall. She forced down the hurt that she was feeling. She had no