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Her shoulders relaxed

Subject Thirteen smiled

Daain

Wyatt checked his notes and then told her, “Go check his vitals before we begin the procedure for today”

Right Vitals check Her job Eve nodded She’d done two years ofwasn’t for her, so she could pass uys, no problem Only part of her résumé was fake

The good part

Eve walked slowly toward the metal door that was the only entrance and exit to Thirteen’s holding rooht up the next question Why did volunteers have to be guarded?

Oh, jeez, but this place was creeping her out Volunteers, my ass

Sure, she’d seen a couple other subjects during her tih Her clearance wasn’t high enough to get her past level one Or it hadn’t beenuntil today

Until she’d been told that Dr Wyatt needed her services for his latest experienius, the guy had a couple fists full of degrees, and currently was the leading expert in the field of paranorenetics

He was also a hard-ass who gave her the creeps when his cold green eyes locked on her Maybe he was a fairly attractive guy, but so about him made her blood ice

The guard waved his hand, indicating that it was clear for Eve to proceed When she walked into Thirteen’s holding rooht flare of the man’s nostrils Then his head turned toward her slowly, the move almost like a snake’s as he sized her up

He didn’t speak, but his powerful hands clenched

Eve opened her sh-pitched She drew in a steadying breath The guy was chained It wasn’t like anything could happen to her She needed to get a grip and do her job “I’m just here to run a few quick checks on you” No machines were hooked up to him No monitors Wyatt wanted these checks done the old-fashioned way—hell if she knehy Eve pulled out her stethoscope and stopped a foot away from Thirteen “I-I’ll need to listen to your heartbeat”

Still nothing Okay Eve sed and offered a weak s with a chatty fellow

Eve slid closer to hiaze darted to the chains They held his arrab her—don’t grab me, don’t!—he couldn’t move

What if Wyatt was setting her up? The guy was chained and that had to ht? Those were soht out of a medieval torture chamber

“I won’t hurt you”

She ju voice it was When the big, bad wolf from that old fairy tale talked, Eve bet the beast had sounded just like Subject Thirteen

She exhaled and hoped she didn’t look rattled “I didn’t think you would”

His lips twisted in the faintest of smiles—one that called her a liar