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morning?”
    Charlene leaned close to Natasha. “Dr. Stryker examined him. That’s always painful for Ben.”
    “Painful?” Natasha frowned.
    Charlene nodded as she took Ben’s hand. “Come on, cowboy, let’s go outside.”

    Outside consisted of a play area off the kitchen, about the size of a tennis court, and covered by the camouflage mesh canopy Mintz had told her about. The area was bordered on the back and west by the house, and on the other two sides by a thick evergreen hedge.
    “Ben can’t go beyond the hedge. Dr. Stryker doesn’t take even the smallest chance that someone might get a glimpse of him.” Charlene leaned closer. “You know the world thinks Ben died in the accident.”
    Natasha nodded as she surveyed the play area. Stone paths led through a maze of flowers and shrubs. A little swing set and toys occupied one side of the yard. In the center sat a goldfish pond with a clear acrylic barrier around it, so Ben could see the fish but couldn’t fall in.
    She looked skyward, then out past the thick hedge. The canopy shaded the manicured play area, while the field beyond the hedge was overgrown and wild, just the kind of place a child would love to run and explore. The kind of place that would put color in Ben’s cheeks and make him smile.
    “I guess this area gives him some sunlight,” she conceded, spreading her hand. The canopy broke the sunlight into dots of light and shadow across her palm.
    “He loves it out here, don’t you, cowboy?”
    But Ben stood beside Charlene, looking dejected.
    Charlene held out a soft fuzzy toy helicopter. “Go play.”
    “I wanna see a real copter,” Ben whined.
    “There’s no real copter today.” Charlene sounded bored and irritated. “Play with your toy.”
    Catching Natasha’s eye, she shrugged. “One of the guards showed him a helicopter flying over the field out there one day. Now he’s obsessed.”
    “I want my daddy. Where’s Daddy?”
    Charlene sighed and put her hand on Ben’s shoulder. “Why don’t you find a butterfly?” She pointed. “Is that one?”
    “Butterfly?” Ben’s attention was caught. “Butterfly!” he shouted, moving toward a bed of flowers.
    “I really wish Dr. Stryker would examine him in the evening instead of the morning. He’s pouty all day afterward.”
    Natasha dragged her gaze away from Ben’s search for the butterfly. “What does an examination entail?”
    Charlene outlined the arduous testing, stretching and measuring. Just as she started describing needle stimulation of nerves, a security guard appeared from the house. It was Hector Alvarez. Mintz had introduced them the first night.
    With a stealthy glance at Natasha, he spoke to Charlene. “I need to check your pass code device,” he said. “Some of them are malfunctioning.”
    “Sure, Hector.” She glanced back toward Ben as she dug in her pocket. “Hey, cowboy, come back this way,” she called.
    Natasha assessed the guard as Charlene handed him her card. Was he going to check her device? The guard grinned and leaned close to whisper in Charlene’s ear.
    Apparently not.
    As Natasha smiled wryly at Hector’s ruse to steal a moment alone with Charlene, she became aware ofa low rumble and realized the sound had been growing for several seconds. She turned just as it intensified into a rhythmic roar.

    “Copter!” Ben squealed in delight.
    He was farther away than she’d realized, almost to the hedge.
    “Ben, no!” she cried as a helicopter came into view beyond the trees.
    From the corner of her eye she saw Charlene whip around. “Ben, get back here,” Charlene shouted.
    He disappeared into the tangle of shrubbery.
    “Ben!” Natasha ran. She lunged through the hedge, her arms up to protect her face. Limbs and twigs caught at her clothes and hair as she pushed forward against the thick mesh of branches.
    She emerged into full sunlight just as the helicopter flew overhead. Ben ran toward its shadow, his braces catching the sun, his arms