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were breathing, you
    were target practice to those goons. The New Species
    officers wear black SWAT-type uniforms with NSO
    written on the front of their vests in white lettering.”
    Slade had worn a uniform like that when he’d
    stopped her earlier. “So men who wear those are NSO
    security guards?”
    “They call themselves New Species officers, and
    yeah. You don’t want to mess with those guys. One of
    them told me he was an experimental prototype at the
    facility where they held him. The rumor is that some of
    them were trained to fight and kill just to show off what
    they could do and how fast they were. I heard Mercile
    Industries might have had a contract with a few third
    world countries to sell their enhancing drugs to the
    highest bidder. The New Species deny it but who knows
    what the truth is. Either way, they are badass. They aren’t
    denying the fact that they were tortured regularly and
    beaten to see how much damage they could survive and
    heal from. Have you seen some of those guys up close?
    Jesus! They are huge and add in the fact they are fast,
    have enhanced hearing, sense of smell, and vision, and
    they just kick ass in general. I was in the Army and I sure
    as hell wouldn’t want to find myself facing off a few of
    them even with my entire unit backing me up.”
    Trisha glanced down at her watch. She didn’t want to
    hear any more about how mean and dangerous New
    Species probably were. They intimidated her enough
    without listening to the speculation. She’d also learned,
    since meeting Paul, that he had a tendency to ramble for
    hours if given the opportunity.
    “I am off shift. I guess I’ll go home.”
    “How do you rate the housing? Isn’t it great? They
    gave me a two-bedroom, cottage-style house. My wife
    loves it.”
    “They are nice,” Trisha agreed. She stood, reaching
    for her purse. “I’ll see you tomorrow. Call if you need
    me.” She tapped her pocket. “My cell phone is on.”
    “Will do, Doc… uh, Trisha.”
    Trisha left the medical center and walked down the
    street. Her house was only a block away inside the
    human employee area where dozens of cottage-styled
    homes had been built. They’d assigned her to a cute little
    blue one. She peered up at the moon, deciding it was a
    beautiful evening.
    “It’s kind of late for you to be walking by yourself,” a
    husky male voice rasped from behind her.
    Trisha gasped as she spun around, trying not to
    show her surprise at seeing Slade. He wore his black
    uniform and her attention fixed on his right chest where
    the letters NSO were printed clearly over a small patch.
    Her gaze lifted to the most amazing blue eyes. They
    were a dark shade that she couldn’t help but stare into.
    If he was an NSO officer, he had to be pretty tough, a
    survivor of the worst of the abuse, and possibly had been
    trained to fight to be one of their prototypes they filmed
    to show off what horrendous things they’d done to his
    body, if Paul had his information right. That meant Slade
    could be super dangerous. She took a deep breath, trying
    to calm her pounding heart.
    “I didn’t see or hear you,” she admitted.
    He flashed sharp teeth when he grinned. “My point
    exactly. You shouldn’t be out walking alone. It could be
    unsafe.”
    “This is a highly protected facility with security
    guards all over the place.” She frowned. “I think I’m
    pretty safe.” Except with you, she amended silently. He’s
    way too attractive. Look at those gorgeous eyes and that mouth.
    I wonder what it would be like to kiss him. Don’t go there, she
    mentally ordered her thoughts. He doesn’t remember.
    Wide shoulders shrugged. “Are you still interested
    in learning something about the breeding process
    between our two species?”
    That question had her heart racing instantly. “Did
    you talk to Mr. Fury and Miss Brower? Have they
    changed their minds about allowing me access to them?”
    Excitement at the concept of talking to the couple