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up.” Slade rubbed his forehead. He thought it would crack for how much it hurt. “Give me your iPhone.”
    “Dude. What was that?” Dev asked as he tossed his phone to Slade.
    “Not sure.” Slade blinked through the fuzz as he typed a search for Jay’s gas station. “But it hurt like a bitch.”
    “You see visions? Because, I once—”
    “Hey…” A thought rammed into Slade. “That guard. After you went through the splice, he called me something. I think it started with a V … I couldn’t understand it, but it vaguely sounded like vision—something.”
    “ Visionneuse ?” Dev said in perfect French.
    “Yeah. Very close to that, I think.”
    “Means viewer, dude. You’re a visionneuse ?” Dev jammed his fingers into his hair. “Then finding your target should be a piece of cake. Sweet!”
    “Wait a minute.” Slade got up and dug into the bag again.
    He’d touched something in there when the vision happened. Maybe something triggered it. That had never happened before, but as fucked up as things were at the moment, he wouldn’t be surprised.
    Slade pulled out a jewelry box, a shirt, and a bag of granola bars.
    “What’s that?” Dev asked.
    “Not sure yet.” Slade set the phone on top of the bag and opened the box.
    Inside was a half-moon necklace. Just like the one he’d given Addie on her twelfth birthday. “Son of a bitch.”
    He touched it, and a sense of his sister overwhelmed him. Not a full vision, just images flashing through his mind. Her smile. Her laugh. Holy shit, maybe he could control these vision things. He’d never tried, but they were coming more frequently now, and this one came because he touched something of Addie’s. That’d be sweet. Maybe—
    “Your eyes flickered again just now. What is that?”
    A heaviness settled deep into his stomach. “I think it belongs to the person I’m supposed to kill.”

Chapter Eleven
    “Thanks, Theophilus,” Halena said into her phone as she paced outside the hotel. “We’ll be there in a few hours.”
    “I’m just glad you finally checked in,” Theo said. “When we got word of your capture and torture, then you didn’t respond—”
    “Still working to figure things out.”
    “Wait. What’s wrong? I sense—”
    A surge of cool wind blasted Halena’s hair from her face, and Theo appeared before her, phone still pressed to his ear. And Justin stepped out from behind him.
    “Damn it, Theo.” Halena tapped end. “You can’t just show up in the open like that. You—”
    “Be calm. I can sense if people are near my target. What’s wrong?” He shoved the phone into his pocket. “There’s unrest in your mind, yet you’re shielding it like Fort Knox. What are you hiding?”
    “Get out of my head. I’ve got things under control.”
    “Obviously.” Justin glanced around the hotel parking lot.
    Theo and Justin rarely went anywhere without the other. Brothers in arms, breathed to life within minutes of each other, they were a formidable pair.
    It made her miss Dru that much more.
    “I thought you said you were tracking the demons that tortured you?” Theo stepped closer, his enormous size bearing down on her. “But…you’re on the run. From—”
    “Halena?” Addison’s voice cut in.
    “Ohhh, this is getting interesting.” Justin crossed his arms over his broad chest.
    Except for the differing eye color, he and Theo could almost pass as twins with their ebony hair, wide shoulders, and bulging muscles.
    Theo leaned to the side. “Hello…Addison.” He glared at Halena. “Who’s this?”
    “Get inside.” Halena didn’t bother to look at the girl. She could sense her fear, and her hunger. The girl never stopped eating.
    Theo stared at Addison, and his brow furrowed.
    “Stop prying, Theophilus. I’ll tell you.”
    “Come here, Addison.” Theo waved her to him. “We’re friends of Halena’s.”
    “I wouldn’t have figured her for having any.”
    “Nice!” Justin stepped forward and offered her a