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“Sounds more fascinating than my day. I’ve had nothing but lowly C
levels. It’s a wonder they needed my services.”
    Keva
tuned him out. Dean could be a bit of a snob about his time. Everyone knew it
stemmed from jealously. Even the lowest-level psychic still had a talent that
Dean longed to have. She closed out her notes on her last client and then
delved into the archives to find the information she’d entered about Sebastian.
She found the file but found that it was flagged for review. Not only could she
not alter any inconsistent details, she could not open it without a password.
“Damn,” she muttered.
    Finished
for the day, she shut down her computer. “See you guys Monday,” she said.
Though they each had apartments on the upper level of the IOP facility, Dean
and Amy tended to spend their weekends with family or partying in Vegas. Keva
had no family in the area and her fascination with Vegas had waned after three
years. When she’d moved to Nevada at twenty-three, she’d enjoyed going to clubs
and seeing the shows. She still attended the occasional concert but for the most
part, she was over it.
    She
rode the elevator up to the private floors. The car stopped and Dr. Larsen got
on. He smiled at her. “Hey, Keva. Haven’t seen you today.”
    “Yeah.
I’ve been as busy as a bee.” She studied him. He was one of her favorite
doctors here. He treated the talent with respect and not like a research
subject unlike some of her coworkers. “Dr. Larsen, I had a file flagged. Do you
know why?”
    He
seemed to ponder it. “There are several possibilities. If the information is
vague, it can be flagged. Unusual circumstances will get you a flag. Lack of a
name is a big red flag. The higher-ups always want to know who we’re helping.
Oh, and if they suspect misinformation.”
    Keva
felt her heart sink. The situation with Sebastian would have raised flags on
each of those points. If she’d known, she would have been more careful with her
report, perhaps made up a name.
    Some
of her worry must have shown on her face because Dr. Larsen gave her a pat on
the shoulder. “Don’t worry about it, kid. It’s mostly a formality. It will
probably be cleared in a day or two.” She thanked Dr. Larsen and got off on her
floor. Doctors were housed on a higher floor. Executives got the penthouse
though they often had grand homes and rarely stayed at the IOP facility.
    Keva
used her card identification key to unlock her door. She liked her apartment.
The color theme was much like the offices below. The walls were white. The
rooms were square. Large windows gave excellent views of the vast desert. The
only real difference was the white carpeting. The offices had cheap, dark gray
carpet squares.
    After
her hard day, she just wanted to soak in the tub with a good book. She wished
she had contact information for Sebastian. Perhaps it was for the best. This
way, he would remain off the IOP radar, as he so obviously desired. She
stripped off her shirt as she entered the hallway to her bedroom. She kept the
blinds in her bedroom closed so the room was dark. It wasn’t that she was
worried that anyone would see her undressed as there were no nearby buildings.
Even after three years, she wasn’t used to the isolation, and it felt weird to
strip in front of window. Plus, keeping the blinds closed helped keep the room
cool.
    She
tossed her shirt on the bed and undid her pants, letting them fall to the
floor. Hearing a bang behind her, she swung around. The door had slammed shut. She
stared at it in confusion. There was no wind to have caused it to close.
    “It
seems I’m overdressed.”
    Gasping,
she turned toward that deep voice. Sebastian leaned against the wall in the
corner. Too far away to have closed the door with his hands. So he wasn’t lying
about the telekinesis. His words sinking in, she gritted her teeth but refused
to cower and cover her partial nudity. He’d seen it all. “How did you get