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himself and the hybrids.
    “You are…” the man began, “about as close to the old ways as we can get.”
    Rem frowned. It hadn’t been the response he was expecting. Most times, the Horatius Group higher-ups just told him he was a warrior, if they even bothered to respond. This, though, was as close to an answer as he’d been able to get, and it still made no sense at all.
    Romulus snorted loudly.
    “He certainly acts old,” Nero said, joining in.
    “Why don’t we step outside, and I show you how old I really act?” Rem said, giving a predatory smile to the warped hybrid.
    Nero snarled and stepped forward as if he might actually take him up on the offer.
    “Enough!” Romulus said.
    Nero stilled in his place at the command of his boss.
    Agatha, the female Council member from before, waved her well-manicured hand dismissively.
    “We don’t have time for this,” she said firmly, her face still blocked by the long hood of the cloak. “Escort him to the testing room.”
    Rem found himself looking back to the portly man again. His head was bowed, studying the floor with interest.
    Nero came behind him and clamped a hand on Rem’s arm. He leaned in close to his ear.
    “I’ve been looking forward to this for some time,” he said. “Let’s see what you’re really made of.”

Chapter Four
     
     
    Jenna pulled her jacket around her, mainly concerned about concealing her gun.
    She sat in a park near her truck and down the road from her usual coffee shop, sipping some of the hot brew and watching the strange waitress as she kept looking out the front picture window at her. It was odd behavior for sure. Though Jenna suspected that the people of the small town had figured out her association with the lodge and were just responding to that.
    From day one, she’d been getting her coffee there. It was quiet, and no one seemed to notice her. Of course, all that was done now. Everyone seemed to have some idea as to who she was and where she worked. The locals didn’t seem so happy with that.
    Small-minded. They couldn’t stand anything that wasn’t just like them. She’d seen it over and over with these small-town people. Growing up, she’d lived it.
    As a child it didn’t seem like such a big deal, but the older she got, the less she wanted to tolerate the ignorance.
    She sighed and stared at her hands wrapped around the cup. It looked like she’d have to find another place to go for coffee. And maybe agreeing to meet Titus there hadn’t been such a great idea, not that there were many other places to go. Aside from her uncle’s house, there wasn’t much between the house and the lodge.
    Her thoughts drifted back to Rem. Despite herself, she had been glad to see him and to know he was still alive. There was so much he kept from the people around him. Even now, most members of the lodge despised him for being a traitor.
    Jenna’s heart tugged a little at the thought. If only they knew what he was sacrificing for them.
    He and Titus had decided it was for the best that only they should know. It would create fewer issues and keep Rem as safe as they could manage. With all the recent breaches in security, the fewer people who knew the better. That included those they might normally trust.
    The hybrids needed this. She knew that as much as anyone. Their lack of knowledge about where they came from was already causing problems. What would they do if some virus took hold of the community? There was only so much Rachel could do without truly knowing what she was dealing with.
    Still, Jenna had never much gotten the feeling that was Rem’s sole reason for going back. At first she had wondered if he really was a double-agent. He seemed to play the part so well, but then she wasn’t so sure he wasn’t always playing a part.
    After seeing him though, and the way he acted, it was clear that he was not a favorite in his new community. The dark circles had been as good an indication as any.
    A black sedan pulled up in