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Jesse. He wasn’t the man
they tried to turn him into.
    “I told you we should have brought Kai into this,” Alex
whispered furiously Tag’s way.
    “Kai isn’t a member of this team,” Tag pointed out. “And
he’s also out of town. He’s in DC for the week.”
    Kai Ferguson was his therapist. He was a psychiatrist
specializing in extreme PTSD. Ian had said he’d brought Kai in to help with
Sanctum because Eve didn’t have time to go through all the applicants and keep
up evaluations on members, but Jesse knew the truth. Tag had basically bought
Kai in an attempt to see if he could fix Jesse.
    “I don’t need Kai.” He spent hours and hours with Kai and he
didn’t seem any closer to being normal. He still had the dreams and he still
felt the beast deep in his gut always, always waiting to come up.
    He still heard that voice. Dark and rich. Foreign.
    You are my creature. You belong to me and you do my
bidding. You’re my dog.
    He slapped at the side of his head, trying to get that voice
out.
    “Damn it.” Tag was on his feet. “Get Eve in here.”
    “Don’t. He’s fine.” Simon sat down in the chair beside him.
“You’re hearing it again, but you’re not there, Jesse. It’s all right. I was
thinking about seeing that new comic book movie this weekend. What was it? I
think the lead is called Thorp or something.”
    “He’s Thor.” Jesse breathed a sigh of relief as the voice
faded and he was solidly back in the now where Simon often purposefully screwed
up the names of comic book characters so Jesse would correct him. Shortly after
they ’d been paired up , his very staid and British
partner had professed a deep and utterly false love of all things comic book
and they’d started going to the movies or to comic book stores. Simon looked so
out of place, but it had gone a long way to build trust between them. Simon
Weston had been the first person since Iraq to sacrifice for Jesse Murdoch.
    “And it isn’t a Thor movie this week. It’s a new Avengers.
Thor’s just in it.” Somehow talking about something normal always seemed to
bring him back.
    “Well, Chelsea’s very excited,” Simon allowed.
    Chelsea was an out-and-out dweeb, and Jesse loved her like a
sister. He turned to Simon. “Chelsea thinks Phoebe’s bad?”
    God, he sounded like a kid begging someone to tell him the
world wasn’t so evil.
    “Chelsea thinks she’s certainly not what she says she is,”
Simon explained. “But then she also made me promise to remind you that because
something isn’t what it seems, doesn’t mean it’s necessarily bad. Please tell
her I followed instructions. She was very specific.”
    He couldn’t believe it. It wasn’t true. He took a deep
breath. There came a time when a man had to choose. He chose her. He loved this
group, but he was falling in love with her. Maybe Chelsea was trying to tell
him something. Maybe she was trying to tell him that the time had come to trust
his instincts and his instinct was to protect and love Phoebe Graham.
    “She’s not a spy.”
    Tag’s head fell back and he groaned.
    He was going to lose his job, but he had to do what was
right. He knew how it felt to be falsely accused. He knew how it felt to have
absolutely no one in the world who had his back. He’d gone back to his hometown
and they’d turned on him.
    He wasn’t going to leave her alone.
    His phone buzzed. Text. He thought about ignoring it since
almost everyone who would text him was in this room, but as his friends started
arguing, he decided it was a good way to not have to listen for a moment.
    He didn’t recognize the number.
    If you want to know the truth, meet me in the walkway
between Elm and Main Street. 10 minutes. If you aren’t there, I won’t bother
you again.
    The truth? The truth about what? He didn’t have time to deal
with any mystery text. He needed to deal with Phoebe.
    The door to the conference room slammed open and Liam
O’Donnell strode through followed by his new