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and nervous. Sweat
glistened across his forehead, his body trembling. The guy was about to lose
it.
    Cameron glanced my way, and I
wondered if she could hear his thoughts as well. “You okay?” I asked casually.
    “Just tired.” He gave me a
hesitant smile, then paced to the windows. Even if we could talk him into
switching to our side, I doubted he’d be much help in his state.  
    Cameron and I were both eating
mechanically, neither of us tasting the food, both of us waiting to see what
would happen next. I wondered briefly if this was the last meal Helen had made,
heck, maybe the last meal I’d eat. My anger grew, flaring, burning under my
skin. It wasn’t fair, damn it all.
    Just when I was about to act, Jake
suddenly straightened, his gaze flickering to the back door.
    They’re coming, Cameron’s voice whispered through my mind. I can sense their energy.
    As the source, it wasn’t
surprising that she could sense their powers. But why could I as well?
    I didn’t have time to dwell. When
the door burst open, Cameron and I surged to our feet. I reached for the pistol
in the back of my waistband. But as Lewis was shoved inside, his arms up in a
show of surrender, I pulled back. I knew the furious look upon his face had
more to do with being caught than actually worrying about our situation. Could
Cameron, with her powers, take on all four men who followed Lewis inside?
    The four cowards behind Lewis wore
camo and black masks and carried rifles. Even if I could shoot one of them, it
wouldn’t matter. I couldn’t take them all, and I couldn’t chance that Lewis
would be injured in the crossfire. I glanced at Jake, contemplating taking him
hostage. But I knew they didn’t care if he lived or died; he was useless. These
were not mind readers but S.P.I. agents, the very group who threatened to
destroy our lives. The very group Maddox worked for, or had until he’d
apparently turned on them. The very group who had tortured me. They had no
souls.
    “In the living room!” one man
barked, pointing his rifle at me.
    I felt Cameron’s energy shift
and sent her a warning glance not to argue. Reluctantly she followed me as I
turned and made my way toward the front of the house. There would be a moment
to act. We had to keep our cool. I could sense the chips implanted in their
brains to protect their thoughts from people like us. But what they didn’t know
was that Cameron was a carrier of the very source of energy that fed us our
powers. She had more ability than the typical mind reader, and hopefully we
could use that to our benefit.
    You think you can break through their chips? I asked her as she came
up beside me.
    I could sense Lewis, Jake and
the S.P.I. team behind us. The hall ended, and we stepped into the living room,
a place where, as a child, I’d sat before the huge stone fireplace and listened
to stories from older mind readers. I almost stumbled to a halt when I noticed
three more agents waiting for us, guns raised in the middle of the room where
I’d once felt so safe and secure. Hell. This wasn’t going to be easy.
    Seven? Cameron mentally voiced her outrage. Only way I can get through their chips is if you and Lewis merge your
energy to mine.
    Will that work?
    She slid me a glance. We can only hope.
    Not the reassurance I was asking
for, but what did we have to lose? Go out fighting, or just give up? I’d rather
go out fighting. Divide and conquer. Lewis
ready?
    Yeah, Cameron said. I’ll go
after the four in the back, you do as much damage as you can to the three in front.
Lewis will take on Jake and help where needed.
    I most likely wasn’t going to be
able to break into their minds, but I could physically fight as well as any
man. Hell, better. I stared into their masked faces, feeling no emotion. They
were nothing but bodies to me, no souls. I could kill these agents for Helen
and her family so easily.
    “Come on Nora, hit me like you mean it,” Maddox’s voice seeped through
my memory.