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An hour later, he was on his third latte when he got a response. He nodded and left the building, taking off and heading for Wonder’s workshop. It seemed that the mysterious active was willing to help.










Chapter Three

Krix landed at thespot in the yard, clearly marked for fliers. It was the crosshairs of two guns. A scan ran over him, and then a gate swung open. He walked up the drive, and a man stepped out of the shop at the side of the house.

“Wonder?”

“Worro Der. It was an easy work name. Krix?”

“Yeah. I don’t bother with a work name.”

They shook hands, and Worro paused. “Oh. It’s for a girl.”

“Yes. She has a need, and I can’t fulfill it without help. I don’t have long-range tracking for something I have never seen.”

Worro nodded. “But I do. How do you know that?”

“I know what people wish for, and I wished for help.”

“I see. You have affection for her.”

“I remember her eyes as a child, and they were hollow. I recently learned she had a pair of wings that were cut from her and that remained mobile after the amputation. She hopes for them. Misses them. Needs them.”

Worro nodded. “Understandable. She’s an active?”

“And an omega.”

That shocked Worro. “A powered omega?”

“Yes, you must have been here for a while. There are many of them. She is an escort for the Blind Date Corporation and also works for Z-Corp. I also met her when I was nearly a teen and she was younger. She looked different then.”

Worro cocked his head. “Do you wish to tell me anymore?”

“No. I believe that is sufficient.”

“They have omegas as escorts?”