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them approach.
    Stepping up to the counter, they waited for someone to gather their wits and come over to help them. He smiled, and successfully brought all the women’s attention solely in his direction. Mentally doing Eenie Meenie Minie Moe, he picked one particular woman to the right, and winked. He heard a gasp somewhere from within the office, and the woman he winked at turned the delicious color of a red apple. He always had the same effect on women. Sometimes it was a curse, but mostly he had fun with it.
    Finally, a middle aged woman cleared her throat before walking up to the counter. “Can I help you?” she asked in a voice that was hardly above a whisper.
    “Yes, we need to talk with Katelyn Roberts. Could you please call her here?” As she was talking, Tori pulled out her identification, and held it up for the woman to see.
    She must have recovered whatever initial shock she felt, because her eyes were sharp as she examined the ID. “CCA? I’ve never heard of it.”
    Of course she hadn’t. It stood for Control and Containment Agency, but the true name was classified. Reaching over, he lightly touched her wrist and opened his mind. The contact brought her attention back to him, and without his barrier in place, he got the full force of what she was feeling. In that second, he felt confusion, worry, and a hint of arousal. In return, he pushed forth acceptance to overpower the others. “Be glad you haven’t,” he admitted.
    After a short pause, she moved down the counter to grab a pen and a small piece of paper. “What was the student’s name again?”
    “Katelyn Roberts.” He kept his voice smooth and steady, as not to alert her to something abnormal.
    She wrote down the name, and moved to an open computer. Not a minute later she pressed a button on the phone and asked a “Mrs. Carrigan” to send the girl to the office.
    It shouldn’t be too much longer , he thought.
    You should probably inform Trinity that we’re here, and tell her what’s going to go down. That way, she can run interference if we need.
    Tori wasn’t looking at him when she projected, instead she was showing indifference as she stared at the opposite wall. That was one of the perks about being a nephilim. When nephilim grow close to another one, they are able to talk through their minds, also known as projecting.
    So far, since Trinity’s transformation, she had been able to project to everyone except Tori. No one knows why, but Tori didn’t seem too concerned. She just took it all in stride and never showed what she was feeling.
    Gemariah walked over to the side, away from the counter, and started to look at the yearly group shots of all the students in the school.
    Hey Cuteness, we’re here at the front office. They’re calling her down for us.
    I’ll be right there.
    Gemariah ground his teeth at her immediate response.
    No, you won’t. Stay where you are, and we’ll holler if we need any help.
    No they wouldn’t, but she didn’t need to know that.
    This isn’t fair.
    He could hear the irritation in her projection, but he was not going to bend on this.
    I know, but it’s how things are going to be.
    Fine! Be safe at least.
    That was a lot easier than expected.
    Always…
    His last word trailed off as he watched a young female walking through the halls. Her stride was slow and purposeful; she acted as if she didn’t have a care in the world.
    More of her appearance became clearer the closer she got. The short skirt and small shirt hardly did their job in covering her essential parts, becoming borderline indecent. The outfit was made to entice, and on someone older, it might have worked, but even though this girl tried to look more mature, it didn’t hide how young she truly was.
    He could tell the moment he was spotted, because she stopped mid stride. She appeared flushed and brought her hand up to her pearl necklace to move it back and forth.
    He just stopped himself from rolling his eyes heavenward and shaking