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    She took a sip of Coke before answering him. “About seven hundred years ago. I didn’t have anywhere else to go.”
    She seemed guarded and vague, as though she had something to hide. Then again, who didn’t? “This is the way you want to live your life? Hunting and killing?”
    Her glass of Coke caught the light from the window as she held it close to her mouth. “Why did you fall?”
    So it was to be like that between them? People usually opened up to him, but she’d just closed that conversation down as fast as he’d brought it up. Like her, he had no inkling or desire to talk about himself, so he pushed the questioning back to her court. “Tell me something no one knows about you.”
    She smiled, and his gaze went straight to her lips. “Fine, I’ll give on that question. The movie 1408 scares the shit out of me no matter how many times I watch it. The worst part is when the writer tries to get out of the hotel room, and the room surrounds him with brick. Even windows turn to brick, and I get claustrophobic when I’m watching it.”
    No one at the Alliance spoke openly of Kelsey’s possession, though Jade, fearless as she was, had mentioned it to him once when he’d been particularly harsh on Kelsey during a training practice the first day he’d met her. Unbeknownst to him, it had been Kelsey’s first day back to training since—what the Alliance referred to as— The Incident.
    Spiritual demons had the capacity to congregate inside a corporeal body, speak through those they were possessing, and torment them until the possessed could take no more. Made sense Kelsey would fear confined spaces. Whether she realized it or not, she’d just opened up to him.
    “What about you?” she asked, setting one elbow on the table and resting her head in her hand as if she’d wait all night for his answer.
    “You already know something no one else does about me.”
    When her eyebrows rose to her hairline in question, he couldn’t stop the wide grin from splitting his face. “I love go-go boots.”
    She rolled her eyes, but looked down at the table with rosy cheeks.
    He loathed bringing up her recent flight, but there was no way they could avoid it for much longer. Sympathy for her plight wasn’t something he could deny. She alone could invoke a reaction from him. “You’ve worked for the Alliance long enough to know they’ll come after you if they suspect I’m aiding you, right?”
    And how much would the aid cost him personally? He’d keep that question to himself.
    She waved that off. “Ambrose is like a father to me. He’s not going to do anything rash.”
    Bullshit. If she’d seen Ambrose’s face the night she’d run, she might think differently as well. “He personally issued the order for me to track you. I’ve never seen him so intense.” He caught her gaze and held it. “I think you have more to worry about than you realize.”
    She shrugged. “He goes off on Jade and Lexie all the time. This is just the first time I’ve gotten the brunt of his orneriness in a while. He’ll mellow once I prove to him I’m being framed. No harm, no foul. He’ll kiss my ass for a while, and then he’ll focus on someone else until it’s my turn again. He definitely has a system going on when it comes to the three of us.”
    He wondered if she actually believed what she was saying. “Has Jade or Alexia been on trial for anything before?”
    Kelsey tilted her head to the side. “Lexie has. She decapitated and castrated two humans back in the seventeen hundreds.”
    Didn’t surprise him. “For…?”
    “Raping a teenager.”
    He cocked a brow. Somehow the situations didn’t seem the same at all. For once, he agreed with the overzealous Alexia.
    The stove buzzed, saving her from the conversation for the moment, and he stood to fetch the pizza they’d tossed in the oven. The frozen concoction wasn’t a five-star meal, but there was no way in hell he was defiling his body with a hot