Blaze of Glory

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Authors: Sheryl Nantus
screen. A collage of pictures flashed across it, holiday pics of him skiing somewhere. Maybe up at Horseshoe Valley, maybe Aspen. I wasn’t into winter sports.
    “Okay, let’s take this from the top.” Jessie cleared his throat. “What’s a plug?”
    “This.” Taking his left hand, I pressed it to the back of my neck, letting him feel the scarred skin. His fingers trembled under my touch. “It’s a device that’s implanted within minutes of a super arriving at the Agency. It’s got a GPS inside it along with a nice little explosive.” I watched his eyes widen. “Don’t worry, not enough to kill you or anyone else in the area. Just enough to take my head off if my Guardian decides that I’m being too ornery or disobeying the Agency’s directives.”
    He pulled his hand back and slumped in the chair as if I’d smashed a fist into his chest. “Wow.”
    “Yeah. Wow.” I pointed at the laptop. “What I need you to do is shut off that GPS and/or block anything coming in.”
    “Like an activation code.” Jessie exhaled.
    “Like an activation code.” My head began to throb again. “Look, I know it’s a lot to take in, but I don’t have anyone else right now to help out with this…”
    Jessie pulled the chair up to the desk and sat down, cracking his knuckles. He shot a sly grin my way as his fingers began dancing on the keyboard. “We can do that.” He repeated it like a mantra. “If I can’t, I know who can.” A series of windows opened up on the screen. “Thank God for wireless connections. The coffee shop doesn’t know they’ve got theirs set up for way too large an area. Probably got half the block riding their WiFi for free.” He bit down on his lower lip, making himself even cuter than before—if I were a cougar. “The GPS shouldn’t be much of a problem to start with. I can easily rig up a jammer for that.” He glanced at me. “Unless we can remove it…”
    I shrugged. “Don’t know. Never tried. Never told that it couldn’t be done, but I don’t think I want anyone poking around with a scalpel, you know?”
    He blanched. “Yeah, you’re right.” Turning his attention back to the screen, he grinned as a series of numbers and letters appeared on the open windows, scrolling along at a great speed. “Looks like blocking the signal won’t be too hard to do.”
    “Legally?” I couldn’t help smiling.
    “Ask me no questions and I’ll tell you no lies.” Jessie beamed with a smile that had probably wooed a hundred women into bed. “But the removal or killing the signal permanently, well…” he let out a low whistle, “…that’s a whole other problem.”
    “Which is why I wanted David to contact you.” I rocked back on the chair, jeopardizing the fragile legs. “I don’t think I need to tell you that this is sort of a secret.”
    “Sort of.” He chuckled. “So what’s going on? I didn’t think they had to wire you guys to get you to take on the baddies.”
    I rubbed my temples. The migraine was threatening to return and bring the rest of the family. I just couldn’t find the words to put the truth about my life out there in any other way. “In a nutshell, it’s all fixed, okay? All of it.”
    The snap in my voice brought him around as if I’d slapped him in the face. “Wow.” His eyes widened. “Wow.”
    “Look, can we just focus on this right now?” I lifted my right hand, seeing the sparks begin to gather on one finger. “I promise to give you the whole story once we get this little thing settled.”
    “Sure.” He put one hand on my shoulder, squeezing it lightly. “Why don’t you go lie down over there and rest? No offense, but you look like crap.” He wrinkled his nose. “Or maybe take a shower. You’re sort of ripe, if you don’t mind me saying so.”
    I couldn’t dispute his statement. Brawling in NYC and then dragging my feet through Lake Ontario had left me smelling a bit funky, to say the least.
    “And you’re not going to be able

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