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sleeve. “Every situation is different.”
    â€œHe died, didn’t he?” Kasabian’s voice was low. “Because we can’t survive for long without our essence.”
    Kye’s heart tightened into a hard ball. “There has to be a way.”
    â€œExactly,” Hayden said. “We can’t make assumptions.”
    Kasabian didn’t look at all hopeful. “I will get weaker and weaker until I fade completely. And without my essence, I can’t Leap to my father. And you don’t have a connection with him to use as a touchstone. I didn’t see enough of the neighborhood to recognize it. Did you?”
    â€œI was too busy looking for you to notice any landmarks or street signs.” Hayden pulled his phone from the holster at his hip and read the screen. “I’ve been summoned to headquarters. Kye, can you stay?”
    â€œI just want to take a shower, and crash for a few hours,” Kasabian said. “Alone.”
    Kye felt rooted to the spot, watching him. Hayden mouthed, Stay . She knew she should leave, but human decency dictated that she not leave a man in pain alone. She nodded.
    Kasabian gripped Hayden’s shoulder, his eyes wide. “As Daniel, Silva is involved with the Harbor. He has access to the kids.”
    â€œI’ll swing by on the way to headquarters and let them know to ban Daniel from the premises.”
    â€œHe’s been hanging around me, biding his time for…what? Preying on the kids?” Kasabian’s face went red at his words.
    Hayden said, “Harbor keeps a constant guard over the children in their custody. I can’t think of one who’s gone missing. If they return to their homes, or go to a new one, Harbor’s involved in the process from beginning to follow-up visits for a year afterward.”
    Relief calmed Kasabian’s visible rage. “Yeah, you’re right. Okay, go now, warn them.”
    Hayden closed the door, and she locked it. Not that it mattered. Caidos could friggin’ Leap.
    Kasabian stared at nothing. “I can’t even wrap my head around it. Someone I trusted, thought was my friend, has been spying on me. Working with the man I consider my worst enemy.” Kasabian looked shell-shocked. Distraught. She had no idea how to comfort him.
    She came close, afraid to touch him like she wanted to. “You’ve gone through a lot. You should rest.”
    â€œI need a shower. You should go. I’m not the best of company right now.” He headed toward the hallway with careful steps.
    She checked the shadows in the corners of his living room, then the kitchen. The sound of the shower propelled her toward the hallway. He shouldn’t be alone in there, not as off balance as he seemed.
    â€œKasabian,” she called out softly, warning him she was coming.
    She followed the hum of water to his bedroom, a tropical oasis of palms, the moss-green walls and dark mahogany furniture he seemed to prefer. It felt strangely intimate being in here. Unlike the first time when she’d been so focused on breaking their bond.
    The bathroom door was partially open, and steam wafted out. She walked to the side of the opening and tried not to look inside. But her gaze went right to the reflection of his back in the mirror.
    She wished the sight of his back was the reason for her sudden intake of breath, but her eyes followed the lines of his hips, his ass, and the muscles of his thighs. He bore no tan lines, just the same tone of golden skin all the way down his muscled legs.
    A rush of both desire and compassion overtook her, and she turned her face toward the wall. “Kasabian,” she pushed out. “Are you all right?”
    â€œYou really need to leave.”
    â€œYou shouldn’t take a shower alone. You’re off balance.”
    â€œAnd that’s why you should go.”
    She squeezed her eyes shut. Yes, she should go. Just as he’d warned from the