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weeks. 
    She ran to her Tahoe and jump ed in, she loved the SUV, it was new, still had that new smell.  It was black with red leather seats and all the bells and whistles.  She plugged her phone into the hands-free device and pulled out of the lot before someone stopped her.  If the LT showed up, she would be screwed.  Once she was a block away from the station she let out a breath of relief.  No one could stop her now, she just had to make sure no one else showed up to take over for her.
    Harper thought about how she got here and laughed.  Every thing was gonna work out.  She started being recruited right out of college by the FBI, her scores proved she had a knack for Forensic Psychology, she prided herself on being able to plan the perfect murder.  She just refused to use this particular knowledge as of yet.  But she could possibly in the near future, there was a large list of candidates,
    Once in the FBI she really thought her career would take off, and it had somewhat, until her parents were killed in a drive-by shooting, and she got involved in a case that kept her up at nights.  It had made her realize that even with everything going on, she needed to be able to find peace.  In the FBI you never saw the conclusion because you did what you could and were tasked somewhere else.  Now, this job, she would see to the end, every case she prosecuted she would be there the day they sent them to prison.
    Her father would be proud, that was all she wanted.  She pulled into the base hospital parking and smiled .  She's made it the entire way.

Chapter Three
     
     
    Joel shook his head at the vision in front of him.  His brother, Brian, was not here, he couldn’t be, he was dead.  Then why was he standing in front of him telling him to go to the base?  How was this even possible?  Joel looked around desperately.  People walked around him, ignoring him.  He needed to get somewhere safe.  They were after him.
    “ Bro, damn it, listen to me.  Drake and the guys are on their way, just get to the base, and everything will be fine!” Brian yelled.
    “ Fine,” Joel said and looked down the street.  A cab, he had enough for a cab.
    Joel stumbled to the edge of the street and waved his hands, trying to get a cabb y's attention.  On a good day, getting a cab in this neighborhood was almost impossible.  Someone was apparently looking out for him though because a yellow cab pulled up to the curb. 
    He didn ’t wait and pulled open the door and fell into the backseat.  “I need to get to Coronado, the Base,” he said.
    Brian looked over his shoulder and smiled.  “Sure, buddy.”
    “ What the fuck are you doing driving the cab?  You are dead!” Joel yelled and his brother looked startled.
    “ Hey man, you okay?”   Brian said.
    “ Okay, yeah sure,” Joel said, raising a hand to wipe off his forehead.  He was hot, it felt like he was coming down with something.  Hell, being on the run for weeks, sleeping on strange couches in strange places, he was surprised he hadn’t gotten sick before now.
    “ Brian, just drive man.  If you want me to go to the base, then take me there,” he said warily.
    “ Buddy, don’t pass out on me?  Is there someone I can call?” Brian said, looking in the rearview mirror while he pulled away from the curb.  “Don’t get sick in my cab.  I will get you there.”
    Joel laughed.  “ Right, you’re a cab driver.  That is a good one.  Hey, why are you driving this cab again?  I don’t remember what fucked up excuse you gave me.  Are you undercover again?”
    “ Right,” Brian said slowly.
    “ Hang on, you are dead, you can’t be undercover.  I saw your body,” Joel said tiredly and closed his eyes.  “I was so glad the parents weren’t alive you know.  It was hard enough to deal with that by myself.  Mom would have been devastated.  You know how she felt about our jobs,” Joel whispered.
    “ Hey, I am gonna call someone to help you.  I think