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Her focus on the downloading thumb drive had been the only thing that kept her cognizant in that long thirty-minute interval between her capture and the arrival of Michael and the Boomers.
    A mental knock tapped at her consciousness. She sighed and buried the exasperation and pain. Thank God she could compartmentalize. Yes, Simon?
    I have questions about Amanda. Would you be willing to answer them?
    As much as I’m able, she agreed. She kept her movements limited to avoid inciting pain while Simon touched her mind. Unfortunately, the Boomers’ first loyalty extended to each other. He would tell Michael.
    She had no doubt.
    In a few days, she would be fine and she could cover until then.
    What is The Program?
    She went completely still. Why the hell would he ask about The Program? That’s not really about Amanda…
    No. It’s about how the two of you — and I’m assuming the rest of your team — met. So what is “The Program”?
    Lying with Simon in her mind wouldn’t be easy. Did she really need to lie? I will answer, but to both you and Michael. I haven’t discussed it with him, and I’m not comfortable telling you and not him. She’d just bought herself some time.
    Very well. Amanda is sleeping. We can talk when you’re done showering. Not much time, apparently.
    He withdrew from her mind, and she tipped her head back to stare at the ceiling. She trusted them—all of them—with her life. She trusted them with Amanda’s safety. The Boomers were paranoid, and they had damn good reasons to be.
    Telling them about The Program could cost her their trust.
    Then again, what choice did she have?
    Lying would definitely have deeper repercussions.
    “Fuck me.” She reached for the shampoo then scrubbed her hair and tried to work out all the possibilities in her mind.
     
    * * * *
     
    “What did you find?” Michael studied the computer screen in front of Rex. The shapeshifter shook his head slowly.
    “It’s not what I found, it’s what I didn’t find. Look.” He sat forward and typed into the computer. Blueprints appeared. “This is the layout for a holding facility, but it’s also…” He tapped forward to the next image. “Mobile, I think. The main blueprints detail security, fail-safes, fallback measures, and containment. The secondary set shows only where it fits inside a fortress. It’s like having an inner schematic without the one that tells you where it is.”
    Scowling, Michael planted his hands on the desk and studied each image as Rex scrolled through them. “Is this all we’ve gotten from the decryption so far?”
    “Yeah, but it’s about fifty gigs of data, so we’ll be a while even with this program. I can run the schematics past Rory. Maybe she’s seen something like this and can give us a frame of reference.”
    “No.” Michael straightened and shook his head. He wouldn’t give her another target to fling herself at, not yet. They would do the necessary research first.
    “Okay.” The shifter elongated the first syllable and leaned back in the chair to look at him. “I thought we were in full disclosure mode, Captain.”
    “We are, but we have nothing to disclose at this point.” She would likely argue with him, if she knew. He saw the mottled marks of bruises up her side and across her back. They were a heavy red, which meant they were very fresh. His heart squeezed painfully every time he recalled hitting the door to that room and seeing the man with a gun pointed at her head. He would have killed him in that instant, if he hadn’t worried about whether or not a death spasm would pull the trigger.
    Thankfully, the distraction had made the gun waver, a piece of good fortune. Unfortunately, luck wasn’t a quantifiable commodity they could apply to every situation. His team went in blind, and he’d do it again if he knew Rory needed them, but it was better for everyone if they took the time to plan. She was young, reckless, and too eager to test the boundaries of her own