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indifferent expression. I turn away.
    “Thanks.” Will doesn’t take the bait, just looks around the small room.
    Jax’s glance meets mine. “Let’s go.”
    We both follow him out of the room, but he holds his hand up in front of Will. “Not you.”
    “What?”
    “Stay here, make up your bed. I’ll collect you for dinner,” Jax says.
    “Umm, no. I’m staying with Mae.”
    “Her room is in the opposite wing. Stay put. We’ll be back.”
    Will looks him up and down, but makes no move to step back. Jax turns away.
    “I’ll be okay, Will.”
    He runs his hand through his hair, pulling the blond strands away from his face. He leans toward me, then pulls back. For a brief second I think he’ll come with me, but he gives me a tight smile and a sharp nod.
    Ahead, Jax turns to the right near the end of the hallway, and I jog to catch up. We come to a stop outside an identical white door. Jax holds it open, and I walk through.
    This room is twice the size of the one where we just left Will. A double bed has a beautiful pink and white patchwork quilt topping it. Poor Will. His long legs will hang over the end of his bed while I’ll barely need half the space in this one. A dresser with a beveled mirror stands against the wall, and a large bay window dents outward, a bench seat with cushions inside it.
    Turning to meet Jax’s gaze, I raise a brow. “Is this the luxury suite?”
    “The rooms aren’t all the same.” He shrugs. “Besides, your smile’s prettier than his.” Once again, the hint of a smirk fleets across his features, and a tiny twinkle touches his eye.
    My mouth is liquid. That smile, that twinkle. I swallow. Not now, he’d said. Well, now we’re alone, so he can answer the questions racing through my mind.
    “The man, he tried to hurt me, and then you… appeared. You smashed him, and then both of you vanished. How did you do it, appear, and then disappear? Why did you help me, and where did you take him?” The questions want to continue rolling out, but I cut them short. Does he know about my pendant? I don’t want it to be taken from me and given to the gadget guy we saw earlier. I don’t know or trust these people, this place, and especially not this arrogant guy.
    He lifts his shoulders in a half-hearted shrug and looks at me with an unreadable expression.
    Changing my stance to show him I’m serious, I say, “I deserve an explanation.”
    “Stopping Collective Agents is my job, not saving damsels in distress.” He slides his hands back into his pockets and turns to leave.
    “Wait,” I call, almost pleading. “Why are you being so rude? I was confused and now—can’t you at least reply when I talk to you?”
    He turns and must see the desperation, the confusion in my face because he sighs and points to the seat in the window. I can feel him watching me while I sit down. He lowers himself onto it too, his leather-clad shoulder brushing against mine. His eyes widen briefly, then soften to resigned. Unusual reddish brown flecks speckle his deep green irises.
    “A scout had you by the neck when I ported in. I removed the threat and left.”
    “Ported?” I ask.
    “Yeah, ported. Technology that transports a person across any distance.” He raises one shoulder in a lazy, lopsided shrug. “Instantly.”
    “No way! You can teleport?” My brows shoot up.
    “You could call it that.”
    “I was so confused… and you left.” Dizziness clouds my head. The feelings of confusion, disbelief, and fear rushing back like a wave to overwhelm me.
    “I resolved the situation. You were safe.” For a brief moment I can see a glimpse of something like self-loathing cross his face.
    “Safe?” The look on his face makes me glance away, over my shoulder and out the window. I can’t see where the dirt driveway joins the paved road. It just continues on, endless. Mountains jut up into the sky on the horizon. Between there and here are hills, trees, long grass, and nothing.
    We’re in the