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the
cats
are
clawed
up.
Usually
I’ve
    seen
these
sorts
of
injuries
heal
on
their
own,
but
I
don’t
know
what
kind
of
entity
we’re
    dealing
with,
and
whether
the
unknown
factors
will
affect
the
wounds
in
any
way.
Tam
got
    stabbed
pretty
good,
too.
She’s
trying
to
walk
it
off
as
always,
but
the
cuts
don’t
seem
    poisoned
or
anything.
Just
ragged.”
    Felipe
pulled
back
the
nearby
chair
and
sat.
He
rested
his
elbows
on
the
tabletop
and
    twined
his
fingers
into
a
basket
to
rest
his
chin
on.
It
was
probably
strange
that
he
found
    this
sort
of
chaos
so
fascinating,
but
for
once
he
was
useful
for
something
other
than
being
    pretty
and
awe-‐inspiring.
He’d
been
a
key
player
in
solving
an
actual problem .
That
felt
    damned
good.
Hell,
he
was
still
high
on
the
endorphins
from
that
tackle.
Life
outside
the

    FRAMING FELIPE
–
45
–
Holley Trent

    circus
was
a
whole
new
ballgame.
It
was
a
different
kind
of
danger—the
kind
that
felt
so
    much
more
rewarding
if
you
survived
it.
    If
Sarah
thought
she
was
going
to
dump
him
at
some
safe
house
while
this
strange
feud
    raged
on
with
her
in
the
midst
of
it,
she
had
another
thing
coming.

    FRAMING FELIPE
–
46
–
Holley Trent

CHAPTER
SIX
    He
twined
his
fingers
behind
his
head,
and
leaned
back
in
the
kitchen
chair,
grinning.
    Dios, Fabian
would
flip
over
this.
    His
grin
ebbed. Fabian. At
the
thought
of
his
younger
twin,
Felipe’s
stomach
dropped.
    Here
he
was,
technically
on
the
run
from—hell,
who?
He
was
so
out
of
the
fucking
loop.
    He’d
left
without
a
plan
and
had
no
access
to
information.
    There
was
Jacques
to
run
from,
obviously,
but
what
about
the
police?
Were
they
still
    interested
in
him?
How
could
he
find
out?
Maybe
Fabian
would
know
something,
but
there
    was
the
matter
of
contacting
him.
None
of
the
troupe
members
had
personal
phones.
It
was
    a
wonder
Fabian
had
found
a
way
to
call
Dana.
They
could
email,
but
he
had
no
way
of
    knowing
if
Fabian
could
access
a
computer.
He
had
to
be
on
heavy
lockdown
now
that
    Felipe
was
gone.
A
hostage
of
his
brother’s
making.
    “ Mierda.” He
let
the
chair
legs
down
and
blew
a
long
exhale
through
his
lips.
    Sarah
crooked
an
eyebrow
up
at
him
and
covered
the
phone’s
mouthpiece.
    He
shook
his
head.
    She
shrugged.
    He
and
Fabian
had
never
expected
they’d
be
separated
so
long.
Whenever
they
moved
    from
one
city
to
the
next
with
the
circus,
they’d
always
had
a
tentative
plan;
they’d
pick
a
    nearby
town
with
a
train
station
to
hide
out
in
for
a
couple
of
days,
and
meet
at
some
pre-‐
    decided
place.
Like
clockwork,
they
picked
someplace
in
every
city
they
visited.
    But
there
was
no
way
Fabian
could
know
where
Felipe
was
now,
and
if
he
moved
    again—to
someplace
“safe”—before
the
circus
moved
on,
he
may
never
catch
up
to
him.
    Not
even
with
the
help
of
the
Gypsies.
    He
sighed
and
scraped
his
hair
back
from
his
face.
There
had
to
be
a
way
to
get
a
    message
to
him.
Perhaps
send
a
Shrew?
    Sarah
was
now
scribbling
some
notes
onto
the
back
of
a
fast
food
menu,
and
mumbling
    “Uh-‐huh”
into
the
phone.

    FRAMING FELIPE
–
47
–
Holley Trent

    No,
Sarah
would
be
too
memorable.
She
was
too
striking.
Too
singular.
Besides,
Felipe
    wanted
to
keep
her
close.
To
put
a
different
kind
of
pressure
on
her
and
see
how
she’d
    handle
it.
    “Okay,”
she
said
into
the
phone,
raising
her
eyes
to
meet
Felipe’s.
“He
said
they’re
    called
Visas
and
that
they
can
shape-‐shift
at