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But, the otherness in her murmured, he only had to remain alive until they located his victierated surprise "I’m sure they told you--o in and dig up ame She was certain he knew the exact position of each discarded body down to the last centia Bonner the chance to sate his urges once again Byto violate her--the sole way he had to hurt a woman now

"Since it’s obvious I’et Justice to send in ue, Bryan Ames He’s an--"

"No" The first trace of a crack in his polished veneer, covered over alet what you need"

She tugged at the thin black leather-synth of her left glove, s it over her wrist so it sat neatly below the cuff of her crisp white shirt "I’m too expensive a resource to waste My skills will be better utilized in other cases" Then she walked out, ignoring his order--and it was an order--that she stay

Once out in the observation chamber, she turned to Max Shannon "Make sure any replacements you send him are male"

A professional nod, but his hand clenched on the top of the chairback beside hiolden brown tone of someone whose ancestry appeared to be a enetic structure had made itself known in the shape of his eyes, the Caucasian side had won in the height depart to her visual estimate

All that was fact

But the impact was more than the su the humans called charis existed, but they all knew it did Even a their Silent race, there were those who could walk into a roo but their presence

As she watched, Max’s tendons turned white against his skin fro you trawl through hisabout her scars, but Sophia kneell as he did that they played a large part in whatago become a part of her, a thin tracery of lines that spoke of a history, a past Without theht, had a past as well But he didn’t wear it on that beautiful--not handsome, beautiful--face "I have shields" However, those shields were beginning to fail, an inevitable side effect of her occupation If she’d had the option, she wouldn’t have becole choice--become a J or die

"I heard a lot of J-Psy have eidetic memories," Max said, his eyes intent

"Yes--but only when it co the course of our work" She’d forgotten parts of her "real life," but she’d never forget even an instant of the things she’d seen over the years she’d spent in the Justice Corps

Max had opened his mouth to reply when Bartholomew Reuben, the prosecutor who’d worked side by side with him to capture and convict Gerard Bonner, finished his conversation with two of the profilers and walked over "That’s a good idea aboutyou in again when he’s in a more cooperative frale as he responded "He’ll draw this out as long as possible--those girls are nothing but pawns to him"

Reuben was pulled away by another profiler before he could reply, leaving Sophia alone with Max again She found herself staying in place though she should’ve joined those of her race, her task co perfect hadn’t kept her safe--she’d be dead within the year, one way or another--so why not indulge her desire for further conversation with this human detective whose o won’t let hi dealt with that kind of a narcissistic personality before "He wants to share his cleverness"

"And will you continue to listen if the first body he gives up is that of Daria Xiu?" His tone was abrasive, gritty with lack of sleep