The Burn

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Author: K J Morgan
exactly what we believe."
    "So why didn't you just go in there tonight and get her?"
    "We haven't even been able to verify her presence until now, until you. We haven't seen her in a year. And now that we know she's here, well, it's not that simple."
    "Jesus, why not?"
    "Because we have to prove that she's been damaged. We have to prove that she's there against her will. And, if we can do all that, then we may just need to leave her in a little longer, because she's still our best shot at getting these guys."
    Seth glared at him, not sure he understood. "What?"
    "We've tried to re-infiltrate this group several times without success. We even got a warrant and searched their communal house in ‘Frisco. We found nothing. We monitor their communications and we hear nothing. We watch them and we see nothing. They know we're after them and they're smart enough to give us absolutely nothing to work with. Meanwhile, somewhere behind the scenes, we know that people are getting tortured and murdered by these guys. I don't want to bust in there, show our hand, and lose again. I don't want to take Miranda out, at this point. I want to bring her back into the fold."
    "And I'm the son-of-a-bitch?"
    "What?"
    "You don't think she's been through enough?"
    "Miranda went in there to save lives," Pete argued. "She's still in a position to do that. The Miranda I knew would never let that opportunity slip."
    "Is she still the Miranda you knew?"
    "Well now, that's the big question, isn't it? That's where you come in."
    "Where I come in? No. I don't think so."
    "What? You liked her enough to make out with her, but not enough to save her life? Help her to save the lives of others?"
    Seth felt his jaw tighten. "You've just told me that she's been tortured and brainwashed for an entire year, and that you still want to use her, keep her there, maybe get her killed. And you want me to help? No. The answer is 'no'."
    Pete flashed him an angry look. "Well, maybe you just need to think about it. Think hard and remember a few important things while you're at it. If Miranda has been subjected to conditioning, she probably has nothing more than a repressed memory of it at this point. If something, or someone, forces her to remember it without the help of a professional, the mental trauma may be irreversible. We're dealing with an extremely brave woman, who's a lot more delicate right now than she probably knows. She needs someone close to her, someone this group will accept, someone who is going to help her to come back to us. Without that person, we may lose her forever, mentally or physically."
    Seth shook his head, feeling as if the air had been knocked out of him.
    "So sleep tight, sport," Pete said, rising from the couch. "Maybe tomorrow, you'll have something more to tell me."
    He walked to the door then paused, grinning. "Oh, and keep the scotch. You might need it when that skinny girlfriend of yours gets back. She's had quite a night. If I didn't know what you've been up to, I'd feel sorry for you."

Chapter Four
    H e found Cecilia under the RV, sleeping soundly in the shade it provided. The sun had been up for hours, its heat baking into the pale desert, the sky warmed to a brilliant blue. People were everywhere, costumed and nude, walking together or sailing idly past on bicycles, kicking up dust on the playa.
    Cecilia had lost her shoes. She was lying with her face tucked into the crutch of her arms, sand caked into her hair and dusting the delicate line of her eyelashes. Her angel wings had been crushed and now clung to her back by torn threads.
    "Cecilia? You okay, baby girl?" he asked carefully, kneeling under the vehicle to reach her.
    She groaned and smacked his hand away. "Piss off. I'm trying to sleep. Leave me alone."
    Seth swore under his breath.
    "Go away," she said.
    "I was worried about you."
    "What are you? My father?" she laughed. "Shit."
    "Why didn't you come into the RV?"
    She hesitated, turning her face away from him and snuggling
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