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enough. “Please. Stop.”
    She continued. “July 4th, 1998: Missing Peteville boy found. Edwin Harpton charged. July 6th, 1998: Simon Archer still in area hospital and cooperating with police.”
    “Why are you doing this?” he said. He dug his fingers into the arms of the chair until he could feel his nails bleed.
    She shut the folder with a gentle flutter. “We know who you are, Mr. Archer. We know all about you. We know your injuries, what you said to your therapists, to your lawyers, to your parents. We know every step you’ve ever taken and every step you were ever going to take.” Her mouth turned from a smile to a pursed sneer that slithered across her face.
    “How do you...?”
    “It doesn’t matter how. It just matters what we do next.”
    They knew he’d lied. They knew what he’d done.
    “Relax,” she said. “Have some water.”
    He couldn’t. “No, thank you.”
    She waved the burly man over to the table. “Eduardo. Please give Mr. Archer some water.”
    “No,” he said, “I don’t want any.”
    Eduardo came bounding over and opened Simon’s mouth with two fingers. His dirty nails dug into Simon’s gums as the contents of the glass spilled into his mouth. There was a strange metallic tang to the water. He tried to spit it out, but there was too much. To keep from choking, he had to swallow some. It burned all the way down.
    “We have a job for you, Mr. Archer.”
    She slid a piece of paper across the table. “This is Brianna Powell. You know her?”
    “Of course I do.” Brianna was the youngest daughter of the governor. She’d just gotten into Stanford and was going to be living three blocks away from his mother’s house. They’d been getting notices all summer about it.
    “She’ll be in town tonight.”
    “Okay? Why do I need to—”
    She placed the piece of paper on the table and pointed to Brianna’s face. “We want her dead.”
    He heard them wrong, he had to have. “You what?”
    “And you will do it.”
    “What?” He couldn’t believe what she was saying.
    “Do I need to repeat myself?”
    “No. I heard you. I can’t do that.”
    “Yes, you can, and you will.”
    “No, I won’t.” She moved the picture closer to his face. Brianna was beautiful, even in the grainy newspaper shot. There was no way.
    “I thought we might have this problem.” She turned to Eduardo. “Please bring me the other folder.”
    “This is ridiculous. Why do you need me? This is insane. You are insane.” She simply smiled as Eduardo walked from the back of the room holding a yellow folder. After she had grabbed it from his hands, she pulled out a pair of papers.
    On one sheet was a diagram of a human heart in bright colors. Along the side of the picture was a small metal device whose long tail ran along the entire left hand surface and hovered above the heart. “What is that?” he asked.
    “That is the device we installed in you. In all of you, in fact. It’s our little way of keeping tabs on you.”
    “What are you talking about? I don’t have that...”
    Eduardo took the opportunity to stand behind Simon and rip open his shirt. He looked down and saw the scar that ran down the side of his chest. It didn’t hurt, and he wasn’t even sore. “When did you do this?”
    She scrunched her nose. “Oh, I don’t know. When was it Eduardo... a week ago?”
    “A week? Jesus,” he muttered. He’d already been gone for a week? His mother must be losing her mind. She’d barely survived the last time he’d gone missing. All he wanted was to call her and tell her that he was okay.
    She slid a small remote across the table. It had just one button. “If you do what we ask, you will return and no one will hurt you. If you do not, I press this button. When I press this button, the muscles of your heart will begin to spasm uncontrollably. If I press it again, you will survive. If I do not, you will be dead in a matter of minutes. Do you understand?”
    “I don’t believe you.”
    She