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“Exactly. But each man’s is different. One is a Telepath; one’s a Firestarter…” He trailed off, a look of sadness shadowing his face before he went on. “It turned out they’d possessed these tendencies since childhood, but after they became shifters, the power of their gifts had increased many times over.”
    “Assuming I can buy what you’re saying, what is Micah’s so-called gift?” She couldn’t wait to hear this.
    “He was—or is—a Dreamwalker. The team and the doctors here told me that your brother could literally visit people’s dreams to communicate.”
    Rowan’s legs grew weak and she sat down in the chair again, hard. Instantly, she was transported back to when she and Micah were children. Growing up, she’d had dreams in which she talked with her brother about whatever, and she distinctly recalled several occasions where they’d compared notes and discovered they’d had the same dream. But a lot of people had those. Didn’t they?
    No, they didn’t. Not the same dream at the same time. What if…
    Her mind whirled with the implications, and the truth was wrenched from her gut. “I haven’t dreamed about my brother in almost a year.”
    “That doesn’t mean he’s dead,” Nick said gently.
    “Unlike what I was told by your colleague, General Grant,” she snapped, swiping impatiently at a stray tear.
    “That was done against my better judgment.”
    “And yet you didn’t rectify his lie.”
    “I wanted something solid to give Micah’s family first,” he said firmly. “Grant was right in not giving the relatives false hope, and he didn’t want the questions that listing them as ‘missing’ would prompt. I just don’t agree we should’ve claimed they were dead without the bodies to prove it.”
    She could almost feel her insides crumbling under the weight of all she’d learned. Especially about the brother she loved more than her own life. If he could walk in dreams, and yet hadn’t visited hers in months, chances were he really was gone. Despite Grant’s lie.
    “Fortunately, I do have something I can share with you.”
    Shaken out of her downward spiral, she snapped her gaze to his. “I’m listening.”
    “A few weeks ago my team conducted a rescue op at a facility where some nasty experiments were being performed on shifters and humans. While there, one of my men swore he caught Micah’s scent.”
    “His
scent
?”
    “Yeah. Wolves have an excellent sense of smell. We can discern the signature of each individual scent and never forget it.”
    “Sure you can.” Jesus Christ in a tutu. “So, was it Micah’s? Do you have any other evidence?”
    “Actually, we do. One of the shifters we rescued told us that a man named Micah, who’d been kept in a nearby cage, had been moved just a few days before we busted into the place. We have reason to believe—”
    “Hang on. Are you telling me whoever took my brother put him in a fucking
cage
, then treated him like a goddamned animal for whatever twisted reason?”
    Nick sighed, looking weary. “Yeah, that’s what I’m saying. The man also fits your brother’s description.”
    “What are those assholes doing to my little brother?” she asked, her voice low and dangerous.
    To his credit, Nick didn’t mince words. “We’ve learned that a company by the name of NewLife Technology, headed by Orson Chappell, has a secret project. Their goal is to take shifter DNA and genetic strands, combine them with humans’, and morph them into a new, invincible breed of soldiers.”
    “In layman’s terms?”
    “They’re trying to create super-shifters with Psy abilities, and they hope to mass-produce them like an automobile factory would produce cars. If they succeed, humanity as we know it is history.” He scowled. “Chappell is murdering people in the process, too. You can bet his reasons have nothing to do with bettering this country or saving lives, but involve his own power and greed.”
    Rowan gaped at him, trying