Dark Callings (Phoenix Intelligence Agency) Read Online Free PDF Page A

then that’s what they are.” Harmony chuckled.
    “Ahhh…so they are a form of Homo sapiens.”
    The seriousness of his tone and face made her laugh. She leant back, weak from her mirth.
    “I don’t see what’s so amusing,” Lennox stated.
    She wiped her moist eyes and cleared her throat. “ The Flintstones is an old cartoon that used to show on TV. Pebbles and Bamm-Bamm are fictional characters in it.”
    “Why didn’t you just say so? I watch TV, usually documentaries or the History Channel. I have not heard of this ‘cartoon’ you refer to.” Lennox scowled.
    “You’ve never seen a cartoon?”
    “No.”
    “I’m gonna introduce you to the wonders of cartoons. Starting with The Flintstones . This is going to be fun.” Harmony rubbed her hands together, then paused as she realised what he had said. “Wait. You only watch documentaries and the History Channel? No offence to them, but there are a lot of other shows to see on TV.”
    “I’ve never checked any others out. I like certain things. I don’t see a need to change.” He shrugged.
    “This isn’t change. It’s about relaxation. Sometimes a good show or movie can take your mind away from the stresses of the day. What do you do to unwind?”
    “Walk around the grounds of my house, and sometimes read.” Another shrug.
    “Walks can be relaxing. And reading is good. What do you read?”
    “I walk to check for weaknesses for attacks. I read historical journals.”
    “That’s not any fun. You seem to enjoy history. I’ll give you something historical to read. Something to relax you. You’re too tightly wound, Lennox. I’m going to corrupt you with television, walks that are fun, and reading,” she promised.
    Amusement filled his face. “You are, huh?”
    “Yep. There’s so much more to life than always working and searching for attacks.”
    “It’s good to be prepared.”
    “It is. But it’s also great to have some fun. Anyway, I’m having a few people over to the house on Friday for dinner. You’ll be here at six to help with the preparations,” she stated firmly.
    “Is that an invitation or an order?”
    “Whichever will get you here on Friday.”
    Lennox quirked his silver eyebrow, an unfathomable look in his eyes. “I accept your invitation. Who is attending?”
    “Attending is such a formal word. It’s a get-together with family.”
    The stunned expression on his face made her bite back a laugh. She enjoyed seeing him off balance for a change.
    “Why are you inviting me to such a thing?”
    “You might not be ready to admit it yet, but you’re family. And I’m keeping you close until you face it,” she said decisively.
    She stood and walked away. Harmony felt his gaze on her as she left.

    She could not possibly know. Lennox stared after Harmony as she moved away from him. He tried to think if he had somehow during the day let anything slip. In that moment, it registered he was feeling her at the edge of his consciousness. Abruptly, he closed the connection. Harmony slowed and glanced back at him sharply, frowning. Silently, he berated himself for catering to her needs. It was in his race’s nature when they were around… He didn’t let the word even form. To do so would make it much harder to keep her at a distance.
    Is it really necessary? He pushed away even contemplating pursuing her. Things were too unsettled. He couldn’t chance it. He brooded, following her with his gaze as she flitted from table to table. Harmony was so easy with everyone. She didn’t know the darkness that was out there. As a seer and an empath for the agency, she did interrogate prisoners, but to face it up close and personal, she had no idea. Harmony turned, heading back his way. He decided it was best if he left. He walked to the shadows and pulled them over him, fading from view.
    Moments later, he detached from the shadows on his property. He raised his face to the setting sun. The vivid oranges, yellows and reds reminded him of