“Not quite, and my abilities are at nothing like the level Bryn’s are. I have occasional glimpses of the future. In my dreams.”
“And you saw me?”
“I saw the two of you, together. Let’s leave it at that.”
“I…got nothing. You didn’t think it was worth telling me this sooner?”
“It would have made no difference. There’s no need to tell Bryn.”
Gunnar’s head hurt.
“Also, I need to let you know about something else that I’d rather he not hear about yet.”
Gunnar’s stomach knotted. “Templeton?”
“Yes. Another letter arrived here yesterday.”
“Fuck. He knows where we work.”
“A succinct summary of the situation, Detective.”
“What did it say?”
“‘I haven’t forgotten you. See you soon, Everard.’”
“How does he manage to make a few words sound so threatening?”
“It’s a talent. Same paper and ink as before. The handwriting matches. It was mailed from Dallas, Texas, though that doesn’t mean he’s there.”
“It would be nice if he is that far away, but he’s probably nowhere near there.”
“No, but the FBI are on it. Someone mailed the letter, even if it wasn’t him.”
“So…what’s next?”
“We carry on working. You and Bryn continue the excellent work you’ve been doing and I will focus some of our resources on tracking down Dr. Templeton.”
“But not us?”
“No. There are too many cases that need your attention. Templeton will reveal himself in time. He, or one of his allies, will inevitably make a mistake.”
Gunnar wasn’t convinced but there wasn’t much he could do about it. “Okay. I won’t tell Bryn. He already knows Templeton wants him. He doesn’t need a reminder.”
“No, he doesn’t. You can go now. You’ve earned a few hours off.”
As he climbed the stairs to the top floor, Gunnar wondered if Warden ever took time off.That was quite the revelation about what he can do but I should have worked that out sooner. Why would he be in charge of this place without some personal understanding of what it’s like to have gene abilities? It makes sense.He found Bryn and Emmett in the kitchen. Emmett, puffy-eyed, was clutching a plate of cookies while Bryn made coffee.
“Hey, Emmett, you okay?” Gunnar asked.
“I am now. I was so worried. Agent Bell kept calling with updates and when he told me what was going on,I felt horrible. It’s my fault you had to go after Drake Romano and you could have been killed. I couldn’t concentrate on anything even though I knew you were safe.”
“You are absolutely not at fault here, Emmett,” Gunnar said.
“I already told him that,” Bryn contributed. “We decided coffee and cookies were needed.”
“Sounds good.” Gunnar took a sniff of the cookies. “Honey and stem ginger.”
“You’d better bring the tin, Emmett, or we won’t get a look-in.” Bryn poured coffee into three mugs. “Where honey is concerned, you’d think he was a bear, not a wolf.”
