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I took the wrapped hairbrush "Did anyone touch this before it rapped?" I asked him

"No one," he assured me

I smiled at him "Thank you, Chief Watcher It’s always a pleasure to ith true professionals"

He nodded "I understand you were there when Miss Jacobs was taken through that an Jacobs is the student’s name," Mychael clarified

"Yes, I was," I told the watcher "Unfortunately, I wasn’t in a position to do anything to prevent it" I frowned "I can’t make up for what happened, but I want to help you find her--and the man who took her"

"You’re familiar with Banan Ryce?" Rinker asked

"We’ve met," I said flatly "It wasn’t professional, but it was hardly social"

The watcher didn’t ask ood, because I had no intention of doing so

I turned to Mychael "May I use your couch? Hopefully I won’t need it, but better comfy than concussed"

"Of course"

I went to the couch, sat doith hred-enhanced seeking skills, IThe i, and since I was atte person, the disorientation from that link could very well put me on the floor

I held the wrapped hairbrush in one hand and peeled back the fabric with the other It was a small silver brush of fine quality Even better, there were a few long, blond hairs caught in the bristles Last week, I got to experience awith hiiven otten nothing from his personal object but last ian Jacobs was still alive, as far as we knew I’d never been inside a living person’s head before I was pretty sure I could do it; I just didn’t knohat to expect Being the control freak that I aet what I want

I picked up the brush and clasped it in both hands

The connection was i as hell

I was disoriented, but what I felt was sick I took shallow breaths and blew the the contents of ht where they were My stoan Jacobs’s eyes

The girl was alive, conscious, and scared to death The scared part seeed through a mirror by Banan Ryce As best I could tell, Banan hadn’t been keeping her coood was that she wasn’t in any place I could easily identify

It was cold, dale small candle in an iron holder was on the floor with her The floor and walls felt like stone to h whether it was natural or a --and neither did Megan She wasn’t tied up and could have gone exploring I knoould have She just huddled in a corner, shaking The shaking I could deal with, but if she didn’t stop breathing like she was trying to outrun a de to pass out and take ht idea about Banan Ryce, but he wasn’t in the room with her now

But that didn’t irl with her The ure, curled on her side She was turned away from me, so I couldn’t see her face, but I could see her hair She was a blonde The slight rise and fall of her back told , so she was either asleep or unconscious

Megan’s panicked breathing was ht have been less froood old days of last week, when I was just a si person to get an idea of the direction they’d been taken A vague idea That’s what I could do in h a mirror Mirrors didn’t leave a trail to follow; but since I had successfully linked with Megan, I should be able to pinpoint for Sedge Rinker exactly where those girls were--and better yet, where he could get his hands on Banan Ryce, if the s theit yourself were two entirely different things Sos turned out to be merely unpleasant--sometimes they were lethal

Ah, the joys of htly on the hairbrush, likewise loosening an Jacobs I er inside her head The i and clear It was like keeping so the even I was now back in the citadel, no longer where Megan was being held

Step one successfully completed

I felt et cocky, Raine

I almost didn’t dare to breathe As a seeker, I knehat to do now; I just didn’t kno far I could go Logic and the strength of o fro held

Soic didn’t work And soain, but resisted a direct link, instead focusing on direction I’d just been with Megan; now I needed to knohere she was

The iirl was like a scent I followed it