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sort of textbook contained such a lesson and opened my eyes, not realizing I had closed them in the first place. ‘ How? You make it sound so bloody simple. ’
    ‘ Cause it is. Now hurry up, we’re running out of time. ’
    ‘ Oh yes, Mistress. At once. ’ I filled my lungs again and exhaled the breath slowly, calming my nerves while tapping into that part of me which read minds and sifted through intentions. ‘ You are a seer , ’ I told myself. ‘ About bloody time you started acting like one. ’
    Immediately, it was as though a switch flicked on inside of me. A sinister grin crept across my mouth as I felt the lock upon me relent, the influence of my adversary buckling the harder I focused on my gifts. Directing the assault back onto Lewis, I thrust myself into his thoughts and forced him away from mine with increasing – albeit surprising – success. I could almost see him pale when I freed my limbs and made certain he knew how vexed he had made me when I turned to face him. “Lew is, Lewis, Lewis,” I said, wagg ing my finger at him. “I might be ignorant, but I am a quick study.”
    I left him no time to counter. Raising my hand as I had seen the others do, I felt a bolt of energy run through me and watched the same invisible force which had previously laid me prone shove Lewis onto the floor. When he failed to stand again, I shifted my attention to Richard, realizing belatedly that the cadence of his words had intensified.
    Pivoting, I plucked my katana from where it lay and slid it into its sheath while sprinting for the stubborn, judgmental elder. One of the downed women stumbled to her feet, but I s ent her crashing back to the floor using my newly- explored telekinesis, not skipping a beat in the action. Continuing my run with all the determination I could muster, I closed the distance between us. But Richard did something first which disconcerted me.
    He ceased speaking. And, at once, I knew why.
    Richard’s spell enclosed me. My running halted to an abrupt stop. This time, the lock enveloping me was far sounder than Lewis’s had been, subduing me from head to foot as though my shoes had been nailed to the ground; my arms tied tight against my body. A feeling of helplessness rushed through me, something I attempted hiding as my antagonist advanced on me, murder in his gaze.
    ‘ Shit. Now what, Monica? ’
    “I’m sure you think you’re special,” Richard said, adjusting his wool blazer as though it had been violated. “A regular god among men because you’ve figured out you have a few new handy tricks.”
    “Well, any assassin shall tell you it never hurts to have an extra dagger up his sleeve.” Monica failed to respond. I attempted not to become more troubled.
    Richard scowled. “Well, you’re not special, Flynn. All you are is evil, and around here, we exterminate your kind.”
    I stole a glance toward my partner in crime, seeing her struggle against her guards while staring intently at me. Her lips moved, however, and, I realized, not with a covert message. Something about their cadence rang familiar. My eyes shot back to Richard before he realized the same thing I did, and I fought against a grin as I formulated a plot. “Tell me something,” I said, “Before you send me to my second death. Would you humor a convicted criminal, Richard?”
    He stopped a few feet shy of me and looked up at me skeptically. “ Why on Earth would I do that ?”
    “I want to know how beings such as you think.” I tilted my chin, able to do that and nothing else. “You presume yourselves higher than The Fates if you think you can ignore a direct communique from them. You did not put it to the test or evoke whatever fucking charlatan witchcraft you bastards wield to see if we were lying. You automatically discounted us in favor of your own agenda.”
    “B ecause I know your kind.” With one hand, he unbuttoned his coat, and with the other, he reached inside. “Vampires are devious and incapable