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Copyright Evelyn Hively, 2014
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“You just slipped her a card?”
Joshua frowned at the voice on the other end of the phone.
“She tagged every single person following her save one. That’s why I slipped her the card. We aren’t the only ones with an interest in her and if we aren’t careful, she won’t be safe.”
The voice on the end gave a resigned sigh.
“Just don’t fuck her okay?”
“Not my type. That and the Marine she’s now engaged to and his buddies might decide to make that doesn’t go unpunished.”
The voice laughed.
Joshua set his cellphone down on the hotel table and looked back at his laptop screen. Six ID photos displayed on it and not a single one with any information. He had been locked out when trying to do background checks on them and was waiting for his boss’s boss to call him back. After another thirty minutes of nothing, he laid down for a nap.
At two in the morning, he finally got the call back.
“I didn’t realize you were following Rachett’s little sister.”
Joshua frowned. Rachett’s little sister?
“I thought she didn’t have any brothers?”
“Not by blood. Rachett ‘adopted’ and she him after going through what seems to have been an incredibly bad bout of depression. Suicidal depression at that. From what we’re able to piece together from her social media, it looks at though she’s recovering but is going to have PTSD full on now.”
Joshua hissed under his breath. That could be used as a weapon against the girl and endanger his mission in the future.
“Does he know?”
“How do you think we knew? Plus he’s got family all over the damn place. The loyal kind. The longer we can keep these other guys off the Changeling’s the better.”
“What exactly is that meaning?”
There was a paused and a few clicks. The line was being encrypted further.
“Means we may have over several hundred thousand changeling’s, and they don’t know their identities. It’s being put forth that it’s best they don’t know. It’s feared it’ll start fracturing psyche’s and then death spiral from there. As for the other’s you spotted, usual suspects save two. They are listed under one of the black departments. That bullshit umbrella one that hides about two dozen departments.”
“Shit that’s the really big one.”
“Yeap. Thankfully they are easy to play off of each other and keep at each other’s throats so we shouldn’t have to worry about them too much. Run interference where you can and keep them off her. She call you yet?”
“Nope. She’s busy with her fiance.”
The Boss paused.
“Send me an email with his info, I want double check him…. unless Rachett already has. I check with him first.”
Joshua laughed finally.
“You know he has. Probably has every single document ever to have the boy’s name in it on his Ipad right now.”
The other man laughed as well before giving him one final adjustment to his order’s and hung up.
Joshua laid on his back and stared at the ceiling for awhile. Lacy was one of the few people who had come this close to waking up since World War II and the millions of classified and lost experiments. Either she would be all right or…