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me?"
    "When you went through my bags, did you find what you
were looking for?"
    "I..."
    "Listen, I'm not angry. I would have done the same
thing. Don't bother lying either. I'm an empath, I could feel your
paranoia from in there." She nodded her head back to indicate the
bathroom she had just come from. "You wanted to know why I agreed
to help you so quickly the minute you mentioned Marc Pithview.
Truth is, I used to work for him in an art gallery. Not that I ever
met him as a result of that work, but I know he had me watched. He
was pulling strings in my life and my friend's life that he had no
business pulling. And for a final blow, he's the one that sent us
into hiding in the first place. So, I agreed to help you because it
also benefits me." Jaxon looked up at Brigid again as she towel
dried her hair and then ran her fingers through the natural curls
that were springing back into place as she dropped her hands.
    "So, you're saying your dead honest when it benefits
you." Brigid just sat there looking for all the world as if she
hadn't just been caught in the act of snooping. "I like it. You're
going to be a great change of pace for me. For once," the
excitement in her voice was evident, "someone not afraid to just
say it and be done."
    "Okay, the last time I saw Marc or Melina was when we
were in Ireland." Jaxon watched as Brigid's eyebrows rose a little.
"You didn't know they were there?"
    "Oh, no. I knew they were there. It was the one place
I wouldn't follow them." At Jaxon's questioning look she continued,
"too many memories." Brigid looked away quickly, and Jaxon didn’t
press the issue.
    "Okay, well that was..."
    "A while ago. The last I heard they were heading to
Italy." Brigid's stillness gave way to pacing as if she needed to
move to think. "I've been trying to find a pattern in their
movements, but it's just not as simple as that."
    "Maybe it is," Jaxon sat down on the couch, "did you
know why they were in Ireland?"
    "No."
    "I did." The pacing stopped and Jaxon now had
Brigid's full attention. "They were looking for my friend Caislyn.
At the time they were systematically going through each of the
properties that had been owned by her family." Jaxon looked up into
Brigid's face now. "We find out which properties Caislyn's family
owns in Italy, and we can venture a pretty big guess as to where
Marc and Melina are."
    "Now, we just have to find a way around that
witch."
    "That may be easier than you think too. When we saw
her in Ireland, she was looking very worn out. I think he may be
forcing her to use too much magic. It's taking a toll on her."
    "I knew the fates were smiling on me when I watched
you kill Brother Andrew."
    "Andrew?"
    "Yes, I had been watching that particularly vile
creature for a few days before you got to him." As Jaxon began to
look a little sick on the couch she amended her comments, "I'm
sorry. I used to have a thing about names too. The more you know,
the worse it is. I have forgotten what that's like. If it helps,
this man was a pedophile. Someone who never deserved to live
anyway. If you must remember his name now, think on his future
victims - the ones who no longer have to bare the loss of their
innocence. That should cheer you up a bit."
    "Yeah," Jaxon threw up a bigger shield, and pulled on
her vampire side to take away the feelings that were threatening to
drown her. "We have work to do. I don't suppose you have a laptop
or something."
    "Right, down to business." Brigid pulled out a small
laptop and handed it to Jaxon. "So, any ideas for how we pull this
off once we find them?"
    "Sure!" Jaxon looked up from the laptop, the
electronic glow amplifying her pale features, "we give them what
they've been looking for all along." Jaxon watched as Brigid
quirked an eyebrow up and then smiled as the answer dawned on
her.
    "We give them you."
    "Exactly."
     
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    "Hey man, how's it going out there? Any luck?"
Gregore sat back on the couch looking at everything he'd