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    Everything seemed to be in perfect order; Ashley’s dreams had been for nothing.
    Except, of course, that the reenactment always made her think about Jake.
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    They were due to leave soon, within the next few days, but since Adam Harrison’s group was still in New Orleans, they finished with the training they were doing there, and waiting for the move, Jake had agreed to go wandering around the French Quarter with his fellow newly minted agent, Whitney Tremont.
    â€œI must admit, I’m going to be sorry to leave New Orleans,” Whitney said. She stared out toward Jackson Square. “There was so much paperwork after the Holloway case, it felt like we were picking up the pieces for days at first. But it’s been nice to have this bit of time to get ready for our move, since we’re all taking up residence in the D.C. area. Though, I’m excited—I mean, we’re going to have offices, Jake. Likereally cool offices, in a building in Alexandria—with help! A forensics lab! State-of-the-art equipment.”
    Jake grinned. “Yes, it’s going to be interesting to get settled in.”
    Whitney grinned back. Her skin was like the café au lait that sat before them. He knew that the others had thought the two of them might wind up together, but what they had formed instead was a friendship, deep and binding.
    â€œBut it was good, I think—just being thrown together as freelancers of a sort for our first case. Don’t you think?” she asked. “But federal positions…though I don’t think we really get to stay in those fancy buildings that often, do you?”
    â€œWe’re like any other team or unit for the FBI, I believe. The cases come in, and I’m assuming that Adam Harrison and Jackson Crow decide what looks like something we should take on. We’ll get to discuss the situation then. And make the plans.”
    â€œDo you think that any of us could put a case forward?” she asked.
    â€œSure.” He smiled. “Let’s face it, Whitney, we are an experiment in paranormal investigations. We’re unique, and I’m sure there are those who will make fun of the ‘Krewe of Hunters’ unit.”
    â€œNot anymore. Not after the Holloway case,” she said proudly.
    â€œWe have to keep proving that we’re good at what we do,” Jake said. The name “Krewe” they’d giventhemselves had begun as a joke, but they’d become a real crew through their passion for the work.
    â€œHmm,” Whitney said, twirling her straw in her iced café au lait. “It’s here somewhere.”
    â€œHere? What’s here? Sometimes you make no sense.”
    That made her laugh. “Only sometimes? I think that our new case is going to be here. Somewhere in Louisiana.”
    â€œWe’re about to move to Alexandria,” he pointed out.
    â€œI don’t know…I just have a feeling. I don’t think we’ll be going yet. You wait and see.”
    â€œWhat makes you think that?” Jake asked. Whitney’s prowess was with film, sound and video. But she also seemed to have amazing intuition. Of course, they had all been gathered into the group because of their intuition, their ability to solve problems where others could not, but where Angela Hawkins was quiet, finding what she found without much ado, and Jackson would always be the skeptic, Whitney went in wide-eyed, eager for whatever might not be considered normal.
    â€œFeelings and logic, that’s kind of the Krewe of Hunters motto, right?” she asked.
    He laughed, but something was knotting in the pit of his stomach. “I think it’s supposed to be logic—and then feelings, ” he told her. He gazed idly across the street. The mule-drawn carriages were starting to arrive in front of Jackson Square. An early-morningtour group was forming on Decatur Street. One of the history tours, he