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water.  Miles had more than a basic knowledge of what her work entailed, and he knew how best to use that intelligence against her.  Looking over, she knew that behind the thinning ginger colored hair and mild blue eyes was a razor sharp mind hidden by a genial veneer.  Only this time, neither his arguments nor his affability were going to sway her. 
    Because she wasn’t going back into his world for any reason.
    “Even studios can be persuaded to hold off production with the right amount of influence.  A backer changes his mind.  An actor gets a better offer… there is always talk of one sort of strike or another.”  His innocent smile somehow reminded Paige of a shark about to attack.  He gazed intently at his nails.  “I don’t suppose this has anything to do with the last job that you did for us.”  It wasn’t a question, and they both knew it.
    Paige’s fingers brushed a veil of dust from an archery bow propped forlornly in a corner, and as her brow lifted in speculation, her attention focused on the bow and not the man beside her.  But it wasn’t the prop from some long-ago film which filled her thoughts.
    Against her will, her mind drifted , drifted back to another time, another life.  A life that would eventually hurl her into the unknown, leaving her uncertain of the future that loomed before her.
    Frowning at her silence, Miles continued.  “Accidents do happen, you know.  Sooner or later you just have to let it go.”
    At his words, Paige, jerked back to the present, went completely still.  “ Let go of the fact that I was never supposed to be in the field?  Let go of the fact that I had only basic training with no understanding of the danger I was to be in.   My presence was a one-time deal - that was what you told me.  There was a mole – and you needed to know who it was as well as the location of his bolthole.  Then it was supposed to be up to your experts .  Only it didn’t work out that way, did it Miles?”  When she looked at him, her lovely face was a grim mask.  “I was never the same after that ‘little accident’ , as you so quaintly put it.  That’s why I finally left England  . . . to have some semblance of a normal life.”
    He bit back the impulse to remind her that she was not normal – and never would be.  “We need you, Paige,” he said softly. “We desperately need you.”
    Ignoring his words, she looked out a dirty window to the bustling city below.  California had been a haven for her ever since a horrid fall that had nearly taken her life.  It was when her strange gift had become stronger than before.  A gift that before had been used only behind closed doors with maps and bits and pieces of information.  A seeker was what they called her then – what everyone called her later was something much different.
    A freak .  That’s what they had said about her when she had recovered enough to return to work.  Even moving down the austere halls, she felt the unease of people she had once considered friends.  People whose lives could once again be in her hands – and they didn’t like it one bit.  He doesn’t realize or care, Paige thought wearily.   He didn’t see then, and he doesn’t see now. 
    Scowling, she looked up at Miles, fiercely shaking her head.  “The answer is no and I’m not going to change my mind.  There are already enough rumors swirling around about me.  I don’t need any more.”  The slender author laughed bitterly, her fingers still gripping the bow.  “The irony is that the truth would be stranger than any fiction.”
    “That’s exactly why we need you and that ability of yours .  Even though this matter is unofficial, i t could make all the difference.  It will be the last time you’re asked, that I can promise.”
    Looking down at the quiver of arrows that lay next to the bow, she wondered if their tips were still sharp.  “And how many times have you said that before?” Her voice was soft, almost