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.Tansy visibly made an effort to stay focused on him, to keep the voices from scrapingher mind raw."The camera is really important to him, but he worries it will be found.He's a long way from it and has to go back to retrieve it." Her brows drew together as shetried to bring the details into sharper images."Have your team look up, a good distanceaway.He camouflaged the camera so it looks like an old piece of machinery and couldeasily be overlooked.He worked on it a long time, and he made the metal to wrap it in.Ifyou find it, I should get some very good impressions of him, maybe even somewhat of adescription."His fingers tightened."That's good, baby.Now let it go so we can combat the headachebefore it starts." It was already swelling in her head, rolling through her like a wave.She'd used her talent too often and too close together and her mind was raw.Now shewas just scraping over old wounds.Even he could hear the whispers of the victims, whenthe previous times he had only heard the killers.She shook her head and he gritted his teeth, shoving down the urge to shake her hard andforce her out of the half-hypnotic trance."The other one is the important one the puppet master.I see him surrounded by paper.And a desk.He doesn't want anyone to notice him.He prides himself on blending into thebackground.He's very nondescript and strives to keep it that way, although he has a bit ofa problem hiding his& " She touched her eyes."He wears tinted contacts to keep peoplefrom seeing."That sheen in her eyes, blue to violet and then a shimmering silver or opaque.Sign of atracker.He'd never seen it or heard of it before, but now he knew what he was lookingfor, now he knew what that peculiar shine really was."He's very clever.He's surrounded by killers, by& " She frowned again."I feelWhitney's taint on him.He knows Whitney.They're connected somehow, but I can't seeit.Papers.That's all I'm getting.There's money.Lots of money, but& " She shook herhead."Whitney doesn't know.His killers don't know.He's the boss, but none of themknow."She blinked at Kadan, unable to comprehend the rush of images and impressions,shivering with cold, fighting hard to keep the voices at bay."What does that mean?"Kadan brushed back her hair and leaned into her, taking possession of her soft, tremblinglips."It doesn't matter, honey, come back to me." His voice was a velvet-soft lure,stroking and caressing along her skin, teasing at her nerves until she was wholly aware ofhim just him.She made a little sound in her throat, distress pouring into his mind, and she stepped intoABC Amber LIT Converterhttp://www.processtext.com/abclit.htmlABC Amber LIT Converterhttp://www.processtext.com/abclit.htmlhis arms.It was the first real move she'd made for comfort, and he tightened his holdaround her, caging her in with a protective gesture.Lips skimming her hair and temples,he murmured soft, soothing words, uncaring what they were, only wanting to push outevil and fill her with warmth.She buried her face against his chest.She didn't make a sound; there was no outwardsobbing, but in her mind, he could hear quiet weeping, and when he lifted her chin, therewere tears tracking down her face.He bent his head and licked at them, following thetracks to the corner of her mouth.Kadan lifted her."You're going to spend a lot of time in bed if you keep this up."She didn't smile, just circled his neck with her arms and let him carry her without protestback to his bedroom.He undressed her, careful not to jar her, when he could feel the painpounding in her head.He found the headache pills and gave her one with a glass of water,then stretched out again beside her, fully dressed, after snapping off the light."You don't have to stay," Tansy protested."I'll be all right.The dark helps.""I'm staying, baby.I have to chase the nightmares if any are stupid enough to visit youtonight.Go to sleep." He flipped her onto her side, her back to him, curving his bodyaround hers, one hand sliding beneath her shirt, palm locked over her rib cage.His breathwas warm and rhythmic on the nape of her neck.He couldn't resist curling his ringersinto a fist and allowing his knuckles to run along the underside of her breasts with gentlecaresses.Tansy found his touch soothed and relaxed her, easing all the tension out of her when itshould have done just the opposite.Maybe because she'd spent her life without skin-to-skin contract, the tactile feeling of the pads of his fingers, the brush of knuckles, or theheat of his palm took the tightness from her muscles and melted her body.She floated on a sea of pain, the waves crashing in her head, voices rising and sinking,the whispers loud and then soft, but instead of fighting it, curling up in the fetal positionand enduring hours, or even days, of agony, she drifted also on a tide of warmth andsecurity, feeling Kadan riding out the pain with her.His breathing steadied her own.The stroke of his knuckles distracted her from thepounding in her temples.If the pain threatened to overwhelm her, he leaned in andbrushed kisses along the nape of her neck, and then tugged at her earlobe with his teeth.She was caught between pain and pleasure, drifting& drifting& until finally the painbegan to ebb and she slipped into sleep.Kadan dozed for a while, waking every now and then when she moved.He cuddled herand whispered until she settled down.He closed his eyes briefly again, drifting a littlehimself, continuing to stroke her soft skin, the undersides of her breasts and down her flatbelly.She didn't ever think of stopping trying to track the killers.Not once.He monitoredABC Amber LIT Converterhttp://www.processtext.com/abclit.htmlABC Amber LIT Converterhttp://www.processtext.com/abclit.htmlher thoughts carefully, and once she'd started on the their trails, no matter what she sawor how loud the voices called to her, even now, with the direct threat of an elite tracker,she was scared, but there was no thought of stopping.He let his breath out slowly, his belly tight with knots, everything in him protesting herchoice, when he'd been the one to draw her into the mess in the first place.And nowsomeone had her parents.The bodyguard had been a plant, probably Whitney's, and hemost likely was a GhostWalker.He was too cool, staying with the parents, living in theirhome, side by side, watching Tansy& And what had her father said when her mother hadscreamed? 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